Month: June 2017

I took the weight
of all the blame
and made
myself a cage

And told the truth
to all but you
withdrew
and felt that too

I took the love
from God above
and trust
the now not was

And hold the truth
that it was you
communed
an interlude

Come out to the river
it’s time we all were clean
take your sins and burdens
and put them in the stream
the wolves are standing on the bank
they’re waiting patiently
the blood red gowns we’re wearing
are making them hungry

Calm the ghosts of daughters
who still haunt their father’s dreams
take their pearls and lockets
and put them in the stream
your girls are waiting on the bank
they’re dancing merrily
the bright blue gowns they’re wearing
make them look so clean

Broken bonds
and empty fingers
I swore an oath
and broke that too

Disappeared
and yet you linger
I bore the earth
and buried you