Donald Traxler's Poetry
Monday, November 26, 2018
Olah / Burnt Offering
Your neighbors become
your burnt offering,
your human sacrifice
to a god misunderstood.
Thus you prevent
the promise
of Micah,
the promise
of peace.
But when the world
is encindered,
you'll be
a cinder,
too.
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