Drowned me
I couldn't believe
That I was there
And
I was seen by you
Today is different
I swallowed
Not with belief
But with unknown
False crowns
Absolution
They say
They cry
They have no desire
If you tell the truth
Or lie
Send me your sinners
I ask for your patriarchs
Your matriarchs
Those who
Pay and allow to be monarchs
I cry
For my my absolution
Is gone
My crying crowns
Has left me
To tell the truth
To tell the lies
No matter
Thank you, Cindy Dy. I so glad you liked the poem.
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