Kool-Aid
Green is the color of envy,
and jealous are the eyes
that once could see
but lost all focus.
Better to have never experienced God
to begin with
than to have sipped
from golden chalice
then turned your back
on heaven’s gate.
But always be careful
when walking toward the light
through dark tunnels
that it’s not just a train
coming your way.
With the birth of Spring on a sunny day, I would only pray for a season of peace. Grace is more pure than poetry. It always gets straight to the point.
“Gardening” is out this week here at Dissident Voice.
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