A Befitting Value

Patience

What is it?

A nonexistence.

The mind was wicked, and the body was involuntary.

Play around, aggravate sound, Adam found.

Indeed, an innocent one.

 

Patience

What is it?

A word–a sensational one.

Popularity possessed, and reality lacked.

Wrath obscured, cheer unsecured, Eve assured.

Indeed, an arrogant one.

 

Patience

What is it?                                      

A vital tool, and a benevolent creator.

Community is invented, and Faith is wielded.

Soul realigned, worry declined, Adam and Eve combined.

Indeed, a patient one.

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