Confession

Humanity confessed disease.

Sobered, the clay laughed,

and bitterly it asked

if that came with ease –

no solemn song

might ever heed its wrong.

* My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! Once you’ve had a look, check out some of the other One Shot Poets as well–they’re a skilled bunch of poets, looking to form a community and support one another.  Enjoy!