The St. Frankenstein Mission After MidnightA Poem by Earl SchumackerDon't get pushy after hours. It will come back to haunt you.The Saint Frankenstein Mission After Midnight
A day like any other day rings out midnight again On the muffled peals hammered out loud by bells Not heard over the thunderous storms performance Simultaneously taking place outside the madness
The Saint Frankenstein non-denominational church is cursed As the bells toll their cruel rings heard over the silent screams Every time a priest jumps from the high tower by coincidence Which is frequently and no one ever seems to leave a note Perhaps they were in a hurry or too busy on their mission
There is a mystery about the tower never told Involving the bells and the mathematics of it all Regarding one person vs. two and their remainders How can you have a nun or priest jump from up there But when you look again there is still a figure in the window?
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StatsAuthorEarl SchumackerAtlantic City, NJAboutB.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..Writing
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