poetry

The Persian Rug

Persian rug for a sow,

Not fitting the soul,

Dark and dead,

With the sin that he did.

He said to himself, I am no good.

I’ve failed.

What will God say?

What will they think?

But they still laid out the Persian Rug.

Surprising as it seems.

After all.

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peteswriting

Writer. Eclectic. Current writing devotions and posting at my blog Previously wrote for several publications. Movie and music connoisseur. Pilgrim and dweller.

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