Each by Hand

Photo by hungrybison

Photo by hungrybison

The weak are crafted,
each by hand

Sent forth innocent
and blind

Fear in the spot
where it’s too deep

The place where
the monsters
of our youth still dwell

God’s shadow scattered recklessly
like bits of torn paper
over a child’s laugh

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3 Comments

Filed under outlaw poetry, poetry

3 responses to “Each by Hand

  1. This makes me wanna cry. Not sure why though. The loss of innocence. ūüė¶

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