Justify whatever

Titus 3:3 

3 Once we, too, were foolish and disobedient. We were misled and became slaves to many lusts and pleasures. Our lives were full of evil and envy, and we hated each other.

 

Art-form

 

Should I get a copy-right for the dumb things I say?

 

If I put it into writing ... I’ll fill many books.

 

I’ll for sure have to invest ... the rest of my days

 

and it will be only me ... who’ll be truly hooked.

 

 

 

Justify in my mind the feelings that I have

 

to be selfishly bottled up or canned.

 

Intellectual darkness representing man

 

with confusion on the increase written in the sand

 

 

 

Issues of the heart pushed aside in motion.

 

Mind boggling conclusions founded on pride.

 

Women define as always … perfect emotion

 

as in togetherness ... we’ll prepare for the only ride.

 

 

 

Caring becomes an art form ... and love a plate on the wall

 

as hearts in unison stray away ... repeating usual sounds.

 

Love’s own desire is always ... invested in special call

 

removing ways of uncertainty ... directly and profound.

 

 

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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