The Leach Cathedral

The wretched, green
the wretched green
Cathedral of the leaches;

the leaves decay,
the minions pray,
and Dieties give speeches.

They pay their dues
and bleed for news
thruthful words for bamboo pews,

while those with means
swap reds for greens
and do not own the reds they use.

The wretched green,
the wretched, green,
the wretched green.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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February 11, 2013 at 8:22 PM
Hello Wayne, a very interesting poem... PD
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