No Sweeping Sundays

                                              




                                                                                  

 


 No sweeping Sunday

A rest from pain

A chattering Mind

My dulling brain

Gladiator rises

With Trojan steps

Each walk i take

The ground has cleft

For whewn i fell 

I so was bruised

Battered 

Small 

Flame 

Diffused

And now i march 

To lions Gate

Just so Goliath

Can see my 

Fate




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