The issue on the table
all labored to eschew,
generated a moral concern;
one that burned the hue
of golden red-brown-orange.
Proponents and opponents alike
couldn’t find it in themselves even
to approach agreement.
Finally, each faction backed away from the table
vowing from behind clenched teeth
beneath lying eyes
to return the morrow to discuss things anew.
That promise they made despite knowing
what had come clear to all –
there was no point in talking
with no salvation in sight for
their errant sisters and brothers.
© 2014 Shari Lynne Smothers
Three Word Wednesday burn, hue, moral