D. Avraham ~ Musings

Wrapped in a red stained prayer shawl

Tear strained supplications

Pour through

Tears streaked across

My heart

.

A scoffing piously cynical believer

The world is spinning upside down

Too bad for me

My feet are rooted in the ground

.

Wrapped in a bleached white shroud

Gloom forced dirges

Hover under

Gloom cast over

Mind.

.

A star eye skeptic

Refusing to despair

Life’s proven beyond a doubt

To be a capricious affair.

.

Wrapped in a deep blue essence

Hope void adjurations

Stick like melted sugar

Hope the hands aren’t

Mine.

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