Bad Poetry Wednesday

Highlander

by [REDACTED]

The rocky crown of Arnestine

Sits atop the hill

It looks down on all who gather here

All sick

All ill

With despair or

gout or

ennui or

doubt or

cancer or 

worst of all

hopelessness

I am here

among the others

waiting for a sign from on high

A message that says
"you are not welcome here,

but you can stay"

A respite

A relief

Until another day

Until the crown decides that we should go

Until the powers and the principalities tell us

"get thee to a nunnery."