Take This Cup
No bloodied hands
can lift this cup.
No thirty pieces
of conscience can
weigh it down.
No crowing cocks
can hide its cracks.
Nor anyone turn
starlight off
since Silence fills
the cup.
Michael Dallaire, © 2015
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Powerful Michael, Thank you
Thank you Marlene. Holy Week blessings to you.
Michael