Saviour?
The church bells tolled heavily
in the middle of the night,
then slower and slower till a metallic
whisper and silence.
And the wind blew along
the vestry alone.
The padre’s elderly housekeeper
gave birth to a bloody mess of a child,
a son of sin,
the padre killed them both,
with his bare hands,
then hung himself,
in the belfry, till he too was still as
the carillons
But Satan came
blew life back into the child and mother
and took them back to Hades
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Thursday, June 07, 2007
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