the currency of change

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in the liminal space
separating now from

then,

what has changed?
what has transpired in

us?

sinners succumb to sin
only when they cease
to see sin and

change.

when that change comes,
when it is delivered

deliberately

with honesty
and transparent

totality,

is it not then expected,
is it not absolutely

anticipated

that such change
will correct wrong

courses

and inspire honest,
and harrowing

truth-telling?

what, again, has changed,
what has transpired in

us,

that change wished for
becomes the impetus of

loathing?

POET’S NOTE:
Part of the Truth, Applied collection.

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