Permanent Separations

A Sonnet

Michael Stalcup
Aug 14, 2018 · 1 min read
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And they will answer, “Lord, when did we rip You from your mother’s arms? When did we throw You fatherless into a cell, or strip You of your home? O Father, let us know!”

The King will answer back, “Do you not know? I screamed her desperate, clawing shrieks. I drowned In fear as he was dragged away. Alone, I wept with strangers, helpless to be found. I hoped and prayed, until my hope was frayed, To see my parents’ faces once again — Until the merciless, relentless blade Had severed us and numbed my heart within.

ㅤㅤWhat you have done to them, you did to me; ㅤㅤYou left them fatherless: so you shall be.”


This poem was in Faithfully Magazine (Issue № 4).

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