The Roman Guard and His Brother
(At the Tomb)
I never told my brother,
That the women did anchor,
That the scene was blacker,
Than a black sheep bleater,
Because I was the archer,
Of the delinquency, the snatcher,
So I was not an asker,
To my mother or brother.
Copyright © Dominique Webb | Year Posted 2016
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