• catholic,child,church,pedophile,pope,rape,sacrosanct
    Poetry,  Works

    The Sacrosanct

    Cardinal sins of the divineCannot force the benignEven with teardrops dryEchoes of vain remorseCelestine words chiseled with despair Calamity of the soul unveiledPlagues the sanctity of the sacrosanct The shrine inspires no hopeThe water pure no moreThe pulpit shakes and cracksThe pews laden with dustThe chorus forgottenThe pipes frozenThe children defiledThe church reviled Calamity of the soul unveiledCelestine words chiseled with despairEchoes of vain remorseEven with teardrops dryCannot force the benignCardinal sins masked as divine

  • anon,child,childish,choice,eyes,poem,respite
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    We all carry a hope for respiteSuch wishful plightsLet us remember the night We yearnAnon the sightWe look to said yonderAway whence we cameTo houses sterile and newAnd untouch glades, lush, unwalkedOnly to watch Forgone childish play, childish toys Yes, the magic diesWith a sighOur skin crinklesOur eyes narrowOur souls hunched in crumbled bodies Yes, the magic diesTill child we see once moreAnd in the sparkle of their eyesWe either cringeOr know whence we cameAnd laugh the glee of respite and see…