Goats And Sheep


If I should find you lying on the side of the road,
With bruises, and cuts, and blood, and filth,
And I turn away from the stench of you,
I will have become as if your assassin
You will stand up as if my accuser
In those moments of choosing,
A chasm both left and right,
Will separate fake words,
From our true works,
As we then scatter
Like dead seeds
After a blast.
Copyright 2017
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Tom Zampino is an attorney in private practice in New York City who makes his home on Long Island. He and his beautiful and accomplished wife have raised two fantastic daughters, four cats, two dogs, and various other domesticated creatures over the past three decades. He formerly blogged at the Catholic Channel at Patheos.


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