The Drought

Kurt Philip Behm

Abbots of darkness

bishops of pain

Cloistered in dogma

praying for rain

 

Thunderous chanting

 tempest above 

Damning false prophets

 blessing a dove

 

Grace comes a hailstorm

Coventry’s shame

Lost in its downpour

thirst to remain

 

Warning blasphemers

in skies that portend

Ordained and self-serving

 the drought never ends

 

(The New Room: September, 2023)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 8th, 2023 18:20
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