Saturday, April 18, 2020

I do no wrong/ Focus

The righteous swim in pools of sanctity.
while the immoral drown in their iniquities.
the moral hold their head up and say "I do no wrong"
while the sinners sag theirs in defeat.
honesty lies with the stricken, ashamed.
dishonesty reigns in the prideful and just "I do no wrong"
the church shakes a finger and condemns
the wounded hide their faces in shame.
righteous judgement is the church excuse, only...
the contrite in heart still feel the pain
so the lonely go off to nurse their past
while the upright pat themselves and say "I do no wrong"
fill the offering plates, prance and preen, so self-important
the wounded disappear and nobody notices...
don't interfere with our world, "we do no wrong".

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focus

The pain, huge hands,
around her waist, squeezing...
playing into her emotions.
Laying in agony, cries that don't cease.
she can't breathe, no intake..
Struggling against hysteria,
let go, it hurts, she is hurting..
can't think, focus
feel the pain, don't cry out,
let it soothe her..
silent screams, silent agony..

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