ASSASSIN, AS-A-SIN

June 24, 2017 | Autor: Joe Bazirake | Categoria: Death, Poetry, Love, Philosophy of Love
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ASSASSIN

AS-A-SIN

WITH ONE FOUL SWEEP HE MURDERED ME HE WAS ASSISSIN NOW I SEE DECEITFULNESS THE SWORD HE USED WITH WHICH HE MADE MY HEART ABUSED

IN ONE SMART CREEP, I MADE MY MOVE SHE WAS TEMPTING AS-A-SIN, NOW I GRIEVE CRAFTY, THE TRUST IN THE SHIELD SHE RAISED WITH MY LUST FILLED HEAD, I BRUISED

IN ONE SURE STROKE HE WIPED AWAY EACH SCRAP OF SUNLIGHT FROM MY DAY HE TORE THE STARS OUT OF THE SKY AND LEFT ME HERE, TO BLEED AND DIE

MY EYES FIRMLY FIXED, SHE PEELED AWAY SEEING ALL MY HOPES PUT AT BAY TEARS IN MY EYES, PEERING NOT TO CRY I PULLED AWAY, CARING NOT TO PRY.

Phlynne Fraser Donaldson Published in “A Treasury Of Modern Poets”

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