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The Blind Parson
Contributed by
Invierno
on
Sunday, 18th January 2015 @ 10:34:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
obsession
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One blind parson of a Sunday sermon serve,
one elbow, gentle finger's felt,
...the first step, yes, there it is....,
Ahh..bless you, friend, please take this,
lips smiling past his vacant stare;
crutch-less now, a slapping sound-
the parson's hop, hop, hop of three to stop (at last).
The pulpit gained, with outstretched hand not yet began
his two working ears absorbed the gasp.
I see, with smile sadly wry, your collective gasp
doth not requireth eyes. My feet, you note no longer two,
now one, and a single hand to boot!
You've that known me needn't wonder why-
I removed my foot, my hand, both eyes...
for you, (Oh blessings be!) new to God, the church and me-
these timbers and all herein obey God's word, know it's law-
no wiggle room you'll find here, oh heavens, no, none at all....
My appendages offend me they,
my eyes (while wished on God) did fleshly stray-
my hand did trespass past functions loo-ly charge,
and my foot kicked a drunken man-
my cruelty paid as now I stand.
Mark your words to Matthew 18:8-9, freely see, I've marked mine.
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Invierno
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2015-01-18 10:34:28]
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Re: The Blind Parson
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 19th January 2015 @ 05:33:40 AM AEST
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Very wry! I've missed reading your poems!
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Mickey. |
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