What roams within tender's silence
those curses from beyond her grave
given when in womb's protective belly
the choices predestined and made
Do church hills grow promises
those words holy redemption's seek
for the mild mannered of her sinners
or the fork tongues they choose to keep
Halleluiah Halleluiah
holy water I do wade
into your bounty's breadth
this moment I have repaid
Saved from myself in hallows
those demons salvation kept
born under divination's moon
in her womb I know I wept
(Written: June 19th, 2010 9:04 a/m)
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
Cheers,
Dan
Georg
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