Torn Vestments
Upon swollen knees
beg mercy... please!
surely hail showers
dirty deeds
save only deity forgive
thieves of moral trust... pan liars,
bloviating from tainted pulpit
surely hell awaits
,demonic soul,
from pious froth,
earnest turn shoulder cold
Copyright © David Maxoptimism | Year Posted 2018
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