August 28, 2017Poem

If you were

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If you were

Then I would try

To purge your pointless

Exorcise

No test is worth

The pain of being here

Without hope of mercy

If you were

I would break down

Your walls

Tear at the gates

Throw out the woebegone

Angels fallen on their sword

For want of a purpose

Stand before you

Without fear

For you are not just

Nor holy

In all your guilded finery

Ragged robes

Jewels and diamonds

Barbed with wire

Choosing when to act

Who to save

How can you

Tell me how to live

When I have died

For you

If you were

Then it would be

Without malice

The suffering of innocents

Unnecessary torment

Greed or avarice

No needless

Call to prayer

Heedless

Absolution for the hypocrite

With the mean streak

You would be here

Making the best of us

If you were

Then I would know.