A Requiem Is Sewn Poem by David Lacey

A Requiem Is Sewn

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Of foam born offerings a requiem is sewn,
As the pillars of society slay our un-known champion
In what they claim as an honour of sacrificial circumstance.
Blown out of proportion, who knew? Who could have known?
That laid upon the alter stone they would find archaic angels bound.

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Faith Elizabeth Brigham 22 April 2006

awesome piece...i liked everything about this poem! great job! ! !

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