Awaiting Salvation Poem by Doris Cornago
Awaiting Salvation
Lost in a world made of wooden figures
Mouths speak banality of existence
Pretending to be pure and sure
This way to heaven, hold
My hand, ring gleams
20 karat stone
Which way
Again
Turns away
Bodies decaying
Strung on clotheslines
Awaiting salvation on Sunday
Kiss the ring, bending on your knees
Wind shiver on the poles, wasting by the bay
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: awakening,deception,materialism,salvation,self discovery
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Beware of wolves in sheep skin.
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