Tonight's Poet Corner: Discourse In An Inferno

Discourse In An Inferno
by Belinda Roddie

This civil conversation
has only been upended
by the multiple stab wounds
and bullet holes
in the holy temples

The mosques
and the synagogues
pray for more than just
more prayers, but you
wholeheartedly believe
that the worshippers will
surely thank you for
trying to "see both sides"

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