Misery which it that brings,
Clearly just a personal opinion, that act stings.
Today I am humbled
Poetry is what I crave,
The words of positive love, means I am no longer a slave.
There is hope in kindness
Which does not involve that political satire,
There’s no solution in policy, that’s not we crave in order to desire.
There’s love in God
A love we should be able to cherish,
Remember the Devil is a liar and has already perished.
Jason
18th February 2023
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