Sunday, January 15, 2023

Deformity of the Soul

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS


Deformity of the Soul

 

Remember Richard, Lord of Gloucester

Killer of his nephews in the Tower

Whose deformity of the spine

Was so pronounced that dogs barked

As he approached them

 

Richard was a villain with a pleasing tune

He charmed his victims before the blade

 

It would be wrong to judge a man

By his physical deformity and yet…

Many lives would have been spared

Had Richard been judged by his

 

How much easier it would be if we

could recognize deformities of the soul

as readily as we do those of the body

for though they may not be clear to the eyes

they are exposed to the other senses

 

Those with deformed souls are clammy

to the touch, sour to the taste

There is a faint sound of moaning and

their smell is of rotting corpses

We need only get close enough to

touch, taste and smell them to know

and be forewarned

 

But who among us is brave enough

to venture so close and live?

 

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