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The Mendicant Monk

His ragged robes bellowed in the breeze
A hooded cowl guarded ashen face
In almond tree shade he took his ease
Almost as thin as the staff he leaned upon
Here a day or two then gone

Yet this figure held a certain grace
The eyes seemed focused in another place
Begging bowl in hand he wandered the land
Asking only a little food
And in return did naught but good

A local bandit looked askance, saw a chance
To denigrate, humiliate mayhap even annihilate
This person perceived worthless at first glance
Roberto bandito didn't hesitate
To the brigand's tune this man would dance

With an evil sneer drew he near
Threw the mendicant to the dust
Spat upon him with unfeigned disgust
Said he ‘I want you out of here’
The old man smiled, showed no fear

The mendicant held up his bowl
‘Look into this be not alarmed
Do as I ask you will not be harmed
For I have come to save your soul
Hear my words, be re-born whole

The bandit saw a vision therein
Standing before the village church
It was himself, the clock said twelve
And behind him with a bloodied axe
A monster screamed an awful din

It was his brother whom he had killed
This last year gone, his blood was chilled
He grabbed the bowl threw it down the lane
‘Be gone and don’t come back again’
Repent, repent cried the mendicant

Next day the bandit passed the church
The mendicant stood pointing at the time
The hour of twelve about to chime
Behind Roberto the cemetery gates creak
As the clock struck twelve came a hideous shriek…..
Written by blocat
Published | Edited 25th May 2014
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