A Poison Stirs Poem by Patti Masterman
A Poison Stirs
A poison stirs my vitals
When all are safe asleep;
A word that I forgot to say-
Or silence, couldn't keep.
A misdeed, fairly noted,
Remorse's lack, construed;
I was too singular, alone-
When of us, there were two.
Forgiveness won't come early,
The night is long in dread;
Maybe cannot fix the deed-
Before am sooner, dead?
Sunday, May 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,forgiveness,poison,sin
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