Self-will
can be a devil
A wish
can be a blade’s swish
The soul could hang
where victory rang
Ego’s bang
mutes what humility sang
In a chorus,
the backbench makes no fuss
For sacrifice,
is no feast for flies
The lowly dressing
gets God’s blessing
Conscience
runs eternity’s distance
Published by montecyril
Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.
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So true
what genius in your simple writing
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