Richard Betts

Rookie (December 8,1964 / Philadelphia, PA)

Crucify - Poem by Richard Betts

We send another dagger deep into its side;
And still we are forgiven.
We crucify and curse it,
If every dropp of blood is not given.

We watch with anticipation,
As it staggers from its wounds.
We clamor for our buckets,
To scope up the oozing crude.

I return to view the violence
And survey the scene of our desecration.
But all that remains
Are the scars of our devastation.

We must change our course,
For if we fail to make the correction,
Finality will fuel the future,
And there will be no resurrection.

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  • Rookie Lilly White (7/14/2010 4:57:00 PM)

    i would like to just say 'yeah', but this site won't let you type just four letters.

    so, yeah.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010


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