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Private Altars
by Michael Rawlings (a.k.a., Ringtone)
by Michael Rawlings (a.k.a., Ringtone)
I have seen the blood that flows from Private altars,
That glistens on wasted flesh and bone.
I have seen the tiny severed Fingers—
pink, adrift in murky, black waters.
In all my feverish dreams I hear their muted screams,And in their eyes, those bewildered eyes turned on callous faces,
I see a plea . . . and the wounded face of God.
“It is our Right!” they rant. “Our Right!”
“Yes,” I whisper, small and foolish,
“But the Babies, the little Babies.”
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