A gazing stockA Poem by Rubein GeterminahMysterious; faith in time of trial
The scoffers lash their whipcords
The plowers make their furrows The garlons sing their favorite note Dancing; encircling their queen The tempest lies overhead As the mire rises The watchers watch The executioners implement their intents As the persuerers repeat their ordeals Until the prisoner returns As a gazing stock. *Lines written 18/02/16 © 2017 Rubein GeterminahAuthor's Note
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Added on May 25, 2017 Last Updated on May 25, 2017 Tags: Love, Faith, Submission, Obedience, Loyalty Author
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