Tuesday, April 18, 2017

The Poet Who Wears Blinders

 Cloying words with religious overtones
disturb the universe, they paint distortions
and refuse to hold a mirror up
and view the scars, the roots
that wither from lack of water
Is it unacceptable to flay against
the inequalities --do we only see the rose
without accepting the thorn 
I, too, see beauty in the world
but why clothe it with saccharine words
Speak to me of the real world
with it's brokenness
Speak to me without glittering images
and soft, sibilant sounds
Shout, rant, and  don't be afraid
to get down and view the earthworms

April PAD Challenge
Write a life poem


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