Name of da Fadder da Son da Holy
Spirit AwChrist Enough oda pleasantries
Fadder
Dis is da crux of my confession
Ey don believe
Ey wan my soul baak
My baptism was der fokes idea na
mine Its my mind ta have it baak spun returnd
ta me Returnd ta me whas mine
My soul
Ey wanit baak
Ey wan my soul baak
no words came from the
other side of the pale damask screen the
priests silhouette darkened it so he knew he spoke to someone
Can ye do dat Fadder
Ey suppose ifn ya excommunicate
me my soul would cum baak right quik eh
the silhouette remained unmoved
he heard him breathesigh FADDER Fadder eyve read da muckymucks da Churchs hotshots git it not usually tho da commoners da strum an drang bits an pieces bricks an mortar of da Holy edifice Ey woud say us yokels
Ey read right
Dint ey
the silhouette shifted the priest moved his arse on the hardwood chair
just a bit
he shifted his too FADDER Yave nuthin ta say ta me
Yave vowed na ta give baak souls
Eym no Indian giver Caant be
Ey didnt give up my ma an da did na me A wee childs cry aint a concession He caant give na wha he don know he hasYea
Yave nuthin ta say ta me
he stood abruptlypowerfully the
chair struck the back of the confessional EY WAN MY SOUL BAAK
the
silhouette didnt flinch
late 2017
1510, Twosday,
19 6. 18
