‘SAINT ABIOM’
Clapping their big hands were the clump
that cheered his street with their branches
He is Saint Abiom of Calipon
Sounding his voice out for lonely souls
Dark nights are his best days
Preaching his heart out for no dyingsouls
Saving souls for that hell his fate rest upon
Amen to the tune of communion
which only rest it eternal days at theheart of the grave.
The Village Thinker ? 2014
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