Death

No confession
No Easter
He said in a thick accent
Sin is death
Easter is rebirth
I nodded without comment

Those long weeks of drought
A spiritual illness
Death holds sway in me
To ignore this is madness
I can’t leave this be
My soul aches for forgiveness
There’s no room for doubt

No confession
No Easter
Sin is death
Easter is rebirth
The words persevere within
Sets fire to a year of sin

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