DAVID GERARDINO - LONG AWAITED SAINT

PEASANTS transfixed in a botttomless pit,
the breath of the brethren turns into
spit , then a evil snake.
THE bride steps forward like a cherubim
in white, then the weapon tossed aside,
and in its place, one man, one world, one
long awaited saint.

DAVID GERARDINO

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