A Poem

A stained glass window hinted at truth-
Mismatching colors, streaming in a tilted fashion-
for us to view, and to play with, or interpret how we needed.

Should we thank the glass for shielding our eyes-
It’s outside the window that we must engage in savagery
and there will be no tilting of any colors.

-M. Taggart
copyright 2017

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