Magnitude of Guilt
- Gerry Toner
- Aug 5, 2017
- 1 min read
A man spoke about fire
To douse his
Wet teary cheeks
His friends burned
With fear drowning
In the rolling waves
Of misery avalanching
Down through the
Lives of loveless
Worthless jobless
Homeless wanless
Plebeian voices
His close loved
His fire will
Burn down
Their false wall
Their structures
Their money defences
His fire will
Measure their
Fear and their
Commitment to love
Who they love
What they love
Why they love
The fire will be
Even heated
Giving all hot money
A lick and kick
In the close inner
Testing base
Honeyed skull trap
He wants to hear
Their scream
But they will laugh
Not in a superior way
But in the fragile
Way a child
Is fond of
The way of
Innocent ignorance
We are all
Forgiven
They do not
Know what they
Are doing
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