Poem: "St. Paul"

If Saul of Tarsus had been a
real monster -- say a man
who molested children (each day
stealing one in his old van,
using his little girl as bait:
'wanna go to my house?'
she would ask at the playground gate)
and he was the type of spouse
who could brainwash his partner so
she would participate --
actually help -- and never go
to the cops while her soul mate
molested and murdered, then carved
the children up and cooked
the pieces for his fat, love-starved
dogs (those his own children spooked)
and, had one of your small ones been lost as such,
to a man reborn, could you forgive so much?

~Mike Duron (composed November 29th, 2001)

Note:
The ghost of the poet wanders in the spaces between the letters of his poems.