God's gift

The man's a fool
bleeding tears upon rosary beads  
in a blacked out room  
frightened to death of life  
and all its living  
"There's never a plague when you need one"  
he mumbled while eyeing a young girl  
through a hole in his curtain    
"the whore" he spat
Written by lepperochan (Craic-Dealer)
Published | Edited 7th Nov 2011
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