(x = space)

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Good for Someone

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He cried out,

Then death was quiet

Silencing everything

At last

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And was there keening,

I think so

For a time

Then silence imposed

By Jerusalem,

By Rome

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The Earth exhausted,

Unknowing  silence

That was a matter of salvation:

Now we say not dead

But sleeping

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Sin is quiet

For a time

(for three days)

Waiting

Wondering about

What will happen next,

What it should

Do

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Sin awaits

A guideline

Now that

God is dead

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Should there be smirking

Or a party by

The gates of hell

While Earth

And all humanity must wait,

Though we must think it’s over

Why might we think

Something new

Should happen now?

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We forget our stories

Let go all prophecy

We had our

King for a day

The welcome of a hero

Who has died with open wounds

Somehow bleeding

For the rest of us

New ritual

Or sacrifice of old

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A burial is proper,

If hurried

To be done by sunset,

Sunset all;

Wounded and sleeping

Earth is covered over

With a stone,

Setting a guard to

Keep it all that way

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Cruelty is tired

Everything must sleep

For a while, now

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C L Couch

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New England, USA

it seemed like mother nature wanted to spotlight this fellow

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