It’s a strange, this thing called a mood
you can come across polite or even rude.
a chip on the shoulder
a place where you don’t quite fit.
a place for God to see, where I should be able to lit.
I want to be in a nice place
a place where there are no worries,
yes, got caught in addiction and didn’t feel at all sorry.
there are people there to send me warm wishes,
and from that I feel prayerfully attained
praying for your enemies, can put you in a place from which we are contained.
mood is light
mood can be heavy,
mood can impact on others… I must refuse to go for a bevy.
I wish others well
I wish you all the blessings you are able to receive,
as long there is a glimmer of hope
there is always something to retrieve.
Jason
13th August 2025
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