Oh, Please

Contradictions are often spoken

Rarely exemplified in human form

But you, Sir, have mastered the art

Those robes will not save you

Your speech and nonsensical chants will not replenish your soul

For you, dear Sir, have given up your right to be adulated

You have wasted too many pure souls and sacrificed too many sacred lives to ever be considered for a position of redemption

You didn’t look so holy when you pulverized your wife’s face to the prettiest shade of plum I’ve ever seen

You didn’t look so admirable when those snakes you keep sucked every inch of joy those young women had accumulated

And, trust me, holiness does not fit the description when you worshiped the dirtiest of all paper and used your charm to stick your filthy hands into loving pockets- millions of times

I really hope you don’t think you’re fooling anyone with that infantile innocence in your wretched smile

Your garb may be washed clean but you, dear, dear, Sir will never know even an ounce of that purity

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. Great wisdom shared in your words.
"I really hope you don’t think you’re fooling anyone with that infantile innocence in your wretched smile
Your garb may be washed clean but you, dear, dear, Sir will never know even an ounce of that purity"
The above lines. Words, we must grasp and understand. Clothing don't make a person. Their actions and deeds do. Thank you Nadia for sharing the powerful and worthwhile poetry.
Coyote