PharaohA Poem by John SullivanRumi's reflections a quiet Quran count the grapes on the vine know you're just a man hope for vague apotheosis faith's a fine line to wait they say is holy I wonder how the saved pass the time they say the way is narrow living on the government's dime I can't see the plan the reason or the rhyme what of Ginsburg's mental Moloch? the heavy judger of men? a blind idiot God the mirror's my closest friend
© 2024 John SullivanAuthor's Note
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