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Accursing Tongues
Art & Words by Charles Kish
The echoes of accursing tongues have gone silent.
Interior halls of enmity & disorder are quiet.
May the words of providence come to answer a cry,
& give light to a lamp, hid behind dark eyes.
May the blinding beam of judgment fall from this face,
& give clarity beyond sight, through the dust of the day.
24"x30" mixed media on canvas
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