Least Spoken Whisper At The Funeral Of Words Poem by Michael O'Sullivan

Least Spoken Whisper At The Funeral Of Words



Your sins
are the only
true foundation.
I stand
among
the devastated ruins
where
I lived
only my truth

But truth's casualties
stare at me
from all sides
pleading
with me
why I never used
my wisdom.

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