She Lay Outside The Palace, poetry by Eoghan Lyng at Spillwords.com

She Lay Outside The Palace

She Lay Outside The Palace

written by: Eoghan Lyng

@eoghanlyng

 

Digging her arms so deep, she needed to warm her hands,
Felt so cold on a shroven road, waiting for a thoughtless God.
Inside, they walked by empty rooms, praying to the richest,
Paved by a wealth a family borne, well worn,
In a waltz paid for by the sleeping walls.
Had have nots written down their bodies,
Near a barrio broad and barren, aches the hungry
Man who named a serf to everyone.

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