Thoughts on how we damage ourselves more than demons could do.....
Ogres, and dragons, and mean little elves
Can not do the damage that we do to ourselves
Our minds twist and squirm, like a curly Q worm
Trying to make things come "out".
And try as we will, to do right, yet still
we're beat up like losing a "bout"
So don't let your "tum", get all swishy and glum
Just do what YOU know'z the right thing
You can never go wrong, if you always belong:
To the LORD who makes your heart sing
©Robert Cadle. 1999
Poems by O'Mean
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