The Truth is Never Known

Words repel an Empty Page

A Robin flits The Tree,

Heaven quells Angelic Rage

and sets A Demon Free…

 

Omission and Commission

with or without thought,

are licence to permission

when bent to please The Court…

 

To do or not to do is Dust

when in the balance weighed,

what’s gone is gone and surely Just

when on the field played…

 

Yet time reveals the damage done

when viewed from journeys end,

of intrigues thread so finely spun

no tongue could twist to mend. 

 

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