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Answer

by George Hoerner

now that the nails
are rusted and bent
you are gone
at the hands
of the trusted
what did you gain
from all the pain
the long walk
too much talk
the lashes

you knew
you were right
but you left
in the night
only to hear
centuries later
your name
taken in vain

have you returned
unrecognized
will you allow
swords and nails
to be raised again
or is it safer to sit
on a throne
watching

as mankind
reflects a sickness
in the soul
never fathomed
by a just,
loving and
all knowing
creator

is there really
enough time
to undo
all the wrongs
done in your name

hey JC
is there an
answer

04/15/2009

Posted on 05/05/2009
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jo Halliday on 05/09/09 at 01:30 AM

The Grand Inquisitor! Thanks for this :)

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/31/09 at 07:22 PM

I too have raged again God this way from time to time. Would he expect anything less from us???

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/25/12 at 01:09 PM

remarkable is what this poem is. you took the ode right out of my mouth. don't ever stop writing George. a pencil or pen or typewriter or keyboard of any kind is not wasted in your very capable and communicative hands.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/19/13 at 01:09 PM

congratulations, George, on a poem well deserving POTD.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/19/13 at 06:11 PM

Great POTD, George! Congrats.

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