Sunday, 20 April 2014

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                “Renounce all and do follow me”
                 All disregarded with much glee
                 Sighs in a nook a forlorn tree
Even the Giant broke his lofty wall to let the children in
The Child in that Elysium did soak all that was mean
Blessed was the Giant pure in heart getting rid of sin

                Who Art the Fishers of men?
                Whispering in sun and rain
                Leave mammon and once be sane

                There’s a mad gold-rush
                Films, songs pens and brush
                The world’s full of mush

                Someone…is in pain
               “I thirst” whose eyes rain?
Posted for Kerry’s prompt A Mini Challenge For Easter Sunday @ Real Toads
Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United