A Silence Most Foul Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

A Silence Most Foul

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As Malice rears her ugly head
it's clear that justice must be dead.
What once did seem a friendly place
reminds me of a botoxed face,
no voice, no sign of having heard
as if a solitary word
were treason against God's own rules.
Oh what a silly ship of fools.

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Thanks for the reminder, Haines, Jr.

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