Broken Bridges Poem by John Sensele
Broken Bridges
Broken bridges
Mend no boredom
In Cookers and fridges
On Earth and in God's kingdom.
Broken bones
Bear no heavy load
In a plethora of stones
That sanity's sense prod and scold.
Broken bonds
Frighten families
When credible culture absconds
In the wake of a hot homily.
Broken bonuses
Haunt hearts that cut
Pledge premises
Singing a bludgeoned butt.
Friday, May 6, 2016
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