Ephramites Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Ephramites



Apparent to they who be of Shibboleth,
like Masons of their esoteric Order

in cellars, with piceous window panes,
so the normal be occluded from sighting-

depraved constitutions, superstitious rituals
So many scores ago, so many scores ago;

still we burn from it's cognate evil-
these bridges not be crossed again.

FjR-MMXVII

Saturday, November 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: evil
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