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The Web Poetry Corner - Helen Paquin - Unfit Clay

Unfit Clay

by

Helen Paquin



She was unfit clay
Far from the righteous kind
Tainted soul, tainted blood
And men upon her mind

Lived a life of sin
Lived each day the same
I often cursed the blood
That carried her last name

She refused the clay she formed
Would that redeem, impure?
And when her casket lowered
I couldn't pray for her...

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