Disorder in the Court

by FELTON PHILLIPS   Apr 6, 2008


Come to order
Or is it disorder
Will order be found
This time around
Praying for absolution
Only to find dissolution
Of vows that could not stand
That began with the holding of a hand
Now apart
Due to a hardened heart
Supreme Father
Allowed it in the law
Feelings now left raw
What is left
But the next step
Not to end
But to begin, again.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    I can totally relate to this also very thought provking and clever wording well done

  • 16 years ago

    by Jackie

    What a poignant poem, very well versed. 5/5

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