Grant us,love, the grace to see and fight

Things I can’t write poems about  at all
Are plastic window frames  and  curtain calls
Coloured  plastic  clothes pegs and the iron
Men with names like Jason,Bill and Brian

I can’t write poems  about   my days in school
Nor on  algebra for dummies or for fools
I hate to eat from paper plates at dinner
Am I   on the spectrum, not a sinner?

I cannot write about the Mass or Christ
Evoking as it does his sacrifice.
Pedophilia   hid by   powerful men
Men who  think their lies won’t come again

Oh, what is left but this world and its might?
Grant us,love, the grace to see and  fight

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About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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