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Click hereThey came in the twilight of mourning.
Each dressed in soft woolen white.
Their songs had been heard
their prayers; their word
the people would follow by night.
They rose up and cried to the people.
"Kneel, or you will never know peace!"
Their message of fate, and of pleasure
and hate
brought the fearful down to their knees.
Their meandering prayers were shallow.
Wading low in their trivial tide.
they feared for the worst,
but could not have rehearsed
their horrors
the night that they died.
the words to express how this affected me. Your inner rhymes are excellent, but the content is what touched my heart. You obviously are not a novice poet. Keep up the good work and I will be a fan forever.
~ maria