A PREACHER’S AVOWAL
Can’t reach as far as a conscience—
I confess: Hence,
Let me lie in peace—
Brokered for a price !
In a prickly world.
Ever psyched up :
The priceless pause—
More coveted than relief eternal !
Some soul always got left behind
in an adrenaline rush;
And
Dogs got eaten up at the post :
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ( c.) KUMAARA SUKEJA. MARCH .2016.
A powerful, ”confessional”,riveting poem !
Thank you sir
Brevity proved so powerful !
Thank you dear Sarala Ramkamakji.