Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #31: Write a piece of poetry or prose based on this question: Your walls have ears, what do they hear? The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Misbelief v. Martyrdom
A fine barrier so
concealed
and sly,
Eavesdrops a newborn's
mordant lullaby
Near half-empty
cradles spattered in gin
A treacherous howl
calling Himself
"Sin,"
His footsteps prominent;
addressing His mourn
Each sound with a
whisper
reluctant and torn
But hushed voices wail
how infancy repents
while Sin doubts the yonder
Mumbling of past gents