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A limerick on the irony of hateful "love."

By CorvusPublished about a year ago 1 min read

The pastor echoes in the guttural hall

spewing hate-speech called "love" : the cabal

of righteous absolvers

exalting a wake of revolvers

that stain their pulpit with a rainbow rainfall.

sad poetry

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  • Madison Newtonabout a year ago

    Very powerful and true, well done!

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