Maybe It’s Time to Share Father C’s Secrets

Maybe It’s Time to Share Father C’s Secrets

A Poem by Neville

Maybe It’s Time to Share Father C’s Secrets


 

When Father C came to me


the first time,


he came completely empty


handed ..


That was long before he was


ordained though ..


The next time, was in a very


vivid dream, or so


it seemed and which for some


reason, was recurring ..


On those occasions, he came


with a sparrow


and a robin, nesting in each


of his already


warmed and open palms ..


He then looked


a lot, like a saint might look,


   I thought ..


And now, I think he planned it


like that all along ..


Later upon my waking, he smiled


and bid me follow him,


with ice-creams and a pocketful,


of chocolate


and those cheap candy bars ..


 Only recently


I heard that Father C has since


served time for


touching up lots of little boys ..


Apparently


both in and out of the school


where he


once taught and even in those


damp, dark,


and dusty rooms behind church,


where I once


sang in the choir and he used to


carry me


twice each week, high on those


broad shoulders of his,

 

but only on choir practice nights ..


However, I’m now


pleased to report, the last thing


I heard, he was again


under close police surveillance for


a handful or more,

  

of quite recent, indecent offences ..

 

 

 

 

© 2024 Neville


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Neville
Neville

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