Sunday, April 12, 2009


We congregate
to consecrate
the rituals that don’t relate
yet soothe the strife
that dulls the knife
throughout the abattoir of life.


Dan said...

Great rhyme and rhythm as always, Bob. Had to google abattoir...I'll have to tuck that one away, never know when you'll need it!!

rch said...

Thanks Dan, yes it's a cool word!