POEM: A Bird He Tolled Me

When it comes to spiritual madders, I try not to yuck another’s yum…

A Bird He Tolled Me

Out of his depth
He chuckled at the prayer answered
Much amor schooled
In preyers answered
Fighting the powers of this whirled
Standing on won’s hands
Humanity divided
On lifting a finger
When coming to
Divining intervention

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