THE RAVENS
“Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs;”
A raven convocation croaks harsh judgement on our sin
No matter exculpation and our deeds it disavows
Their conscience incarnation claws the viscera within
Til confession and contrition bring the soul’s dark night to day
In bright winter morning sun the boughs stand clear and free of shade
Those black crows gather now in jaunty comic antic hay
On the grass our feet may tread freed from the prison that we made
26 November 2019
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Why can't pain
Remain
Just pain?
Why must it translate
Into debate
with Fate?
What can it gain
By exposure?
Closure?
Justification
In exculpation?
We often learn too late
That love and hate
Act and react
As fact--
That explanation
May just be
A drop of toxic chemistry--
A profanation.
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