IN THE COUNSEL OF THE WICKED ONES - Poem
IN THE COUNSEL
OF THE WICKED ONES
(Copyright 2017, by Dave Kiffer)
And yet, I seem to have
Usually, been happy
In the presence
Of the drinkers,
The carousers.
The tellers of jokes
And bawdy stories,
The gossipers
And panderers,
And others
Of the wicked ilk
So I guess
I will have to pass
For now, on the
Righteous ilk,
As much as I
Would like
Their eternal Fruit,
I must look
To the trees
That are planted
By freer flowing
Rivers.
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