The Iconoclast

The Iconoclast

They gave the cheerful villain hell
For cursing in a public place
Where dissolutes are flogged as well.

Gathered there to buy and sell
The relics of a saintly race,
They gave the cheerful villain hell.

And preachers came to pray and tell
Of pious avenues to grace
Where dissolutes are flogged as well.

For challenging the faith cartel,
Which so enraged the populace,
They gave the cheerful villain hell,

For acting like an infidel
and attempting to deface
Where dissolutes are flogged as well.

Come the day we may dispel
Their ignorance, erase all trace
They gave the cheerful villain hell
Where dissolutes are flogged as well.
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By Arthur Richardson

Very part time poem maker. Retired from paid work.

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