Bleached RagsA Poem by N E. Chase
Will their blood be washed away?
The sinners prayer replayed on shuffle Will their cold deaths stain your hands? If you ask nicely will the voices muffle? Are the demons here to claim you? Or will you hide behind your beads? Will the piper lead your voice child? Will the sheep bestow your deeds? How far you've gone to hold your head up So many times you've bleached your rags What lies you've told to disguise transgressions Will your soul be saved when the angel gags? © 2014 N E. Chase |
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Added on January 14, 2014 Last Updated on January 14, 2014 Tags: redemption, hypocrites, sin, dark, lost, death Author
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