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.