Your Last Vow

Does music have a language,

 does feeling have a name

 

Is love the sole survivor

 that calls beyond the grave

 

Do excuses have a reason

 for the falsehoods that they spew

 

Does honor have a season

 to restore the faith you knew

 

Do all mothers have a father

 or just sons to tell their tale

 

Do all preachers write their sermons

 to rehash what God curtails

 

Are the words then just a token

 when cast out from the heart

 

Is judgment left unspoken

 with belief cut up in parts

 

Is direction now forbidden

 and all meaning thusly doomed

 

Is laughter all but hidden

 with its smile partly groomed

 

Is today beyond tomorrow

 and why replaced with how

 

Do the questions feign an answer

 indecision—your last vow

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

 

 

 

 

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