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The Drought

Abbots of darkness
bishops of pain
Cloistered in dogma
praying for rain

Thunderous chanting
tempest above
Damning false prophets
blessing a dove

Grace comes a hailstorm
Coventry's shame
Lost in its downpour
thirst to remain

Warning blasphemers
in skies that portend
Ordained and self-serving
the drought never ends

(The New Room: September, 2023)