Atonement Poem by Lev Brekhman

Atonement



Only staying alone,
Far from the laughing crowds,
Can you a little atonement.
Your sins which are always a mound.
Loneliness may be a blessing
Sins are almost too heavy.
Somebody's messily messing,
Not letting you lift the levy.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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