Friday, April 05, 2019

NaPoWriMo, Day Five, Poem Five



Debt

Penitent people
suspect their knees
hold bells,

That God would
let them go
about business

if only
they had 
never knelt,

our Father
salivates to
grant forgiveness,

too many sinners
to collect
all debts,

dying broke
but unbroken
by redemption,

countless graves
in the ground
without regret,

too much effort
to dig pennies
out of eyes.


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