Incredulousness

Oh Soul! Who are you?
where do you come from?
Why you become so proud?
From a tiny blood you grew
Into an ambitious lad

Everything docks in your shore
Yet you cry for more
You chase everything your heart's desire
Leak them like a consuming fire

You're like a grave that swallows every dead
Even full you take it all
Somehow forgetting the One above
That He gave everything you have

But then your time is up
Someone has pulled your back
That turns everything to black
Too late DEATH visits your lap!

Saturday Morning Out

She ties her shoe
She sings HO!
She calls who
A poet’s woe

The sun is up
Gotta think on top
We got money and we need to hop
Off we go to the shop and laugh






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