Sunday Stanza: Poem Twenty Nine- Limbo In A Promise By Hannah Williams

At a cross way with a cold chorus,
Promise was left to be pious.
On the right hand of promise was the infallible good.
On the left hand of promise was the infallible bad.
For Promise has the power to snap your decisions into two.
So be benign when you,
Cross your heart and hope to die.
Cross your heart and hope to live.
Cross your body and hope health will restore the derelict.
Cross your mind and hope to believe.
Cross your spirit and hope to breathe
Cross your soul and hope to resurrect.
Do not tarry.
Do not wait.
Do not limbo in a Promise.
For when you lay six feet forever,
Your choices, decisions and promises will lie on too.

 

 

 

 

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