POEM from Gerd Smith
ONUS TO GOD

just over the
nearest horizon
physical, abstract,
digital, divine
your presence
keeps me in this place
of discounted peace

horrified by beheadings
revenge, punishment,
truth bereft power
stolen positions
reversible morality

byte speak mummery
father to son cronies
nonesuch prevaricators
pretenders representing
faith based intentions

we are each other
blindsidedly paying
for corrupt desolations
waiting against hope
for thy saving grace

 

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