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Alone, I Eat with Dirty Hands

by Leonard M Hawkes

Alone, I eat with dirty hands,
There is no common eye;
Guilt subdued, and choice my own,
Nor heart, nor hand need lie.

Alone, I eat with dirty hands;
With justice in due time--
Meted by Eternity
Its punishment divine.

04/02/2015

Author's Note: Written at 2nd North Burger King after time up Logan Canyon.

Posted on 04/03/2015
Copyright © 2019 Leonard M Hawkes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/07/15 at 02:45 AM

Quite a thought provoking piece, especially the title line and possible meanings.

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