The Confession Box Poem by Michael j Cassidy

The Confession Box

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Its A Kind of little garden shed
Where many an uncouth word is said
A sort place you would hear no din
A holy bin to dump your sin
Into the waters his fingers dipped
To pray from memories hasty script
Again he dabbles in a watery bowl
And leaves a freeman of his soul

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
As an unbeliever I was challenged to write
something about the other side
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Michael j Cassidy

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