Sin (Tanka) - Poem by Cynthia BuhainBaello
The guilty one flees
But there's no one chasing him
Plague his mind to rob him sleep
No peace for a fugitive.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Proverbs 28: 1
*Tanka poem is made up of 5/7/5/7/7 syllable count.
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