Copla Diecisiete: This Bad Guy World - Poem by T Wignesan
After-life: litmus of this life
Some know how to make us connive:
Make us repent?
So they console us in this life
By spiriting guilt while alive:
Pardon well spent?
Confess now to be made pure clean
Extreme unction frees you from doubts:
Who takes last step?
Bad guys all feel their wombs thus clean
Sin is sin: numbers don’t hold clouts:
Lone the last step!
© T. Wignesan – Paris,2014
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