Get thee behind me.A Poem by Leo ElderkinA soliloquy.Get Thee Behind Me, Pride! Call not the season in hell your finest,
Bow down in apathy...
encrypt the sullen blind martyrs,
proffer grief stricken olive branches
© 2017 Leo ElderkinAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLeo ElderkinCAAboutI am a college educated writing enthusiast working in the US Naval shipyards in beautiful southern California as a Marine Electrician. (left brain AND right brain thinker :) ) Originally from rural w.. more..Writing
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