When the tables turned!

When the tables turned!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When the tables turned
sadly it was not
the knights of the round table.

But a similar quest
to the holy grail indeed,
when all is revealed
in the inquisition of yesterday's priests.

Yes, no longer are the followers
to enter the confessional box
to confess, 
but now the priests themselves.

For to flog a priest
is to get to the truth
for all their dreadful sins
sitting in their fields of gold
what lies beneath their cloaks.

But their cowardly lies,
and toxic charm,
and the oath they took
to remain silent.

Who are the heathens now!

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Very topical write well expressed. Yes, the tables have turned regarding the confessional box. Hideous behaviour now exposed. Enough to put you off religion, that's if you still think there's a place for it.

Chris

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

Indeed Thanks Chris.

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