Moral FiberA Poem by PeteAny moral philosophy is exceedingly rare. - Thoreauthe more good i do the more evil confronts me head on around every corner i can't change people i can't change things i'm tired tired of weeping tired of sleeping tired of confronting it tired or running from it tired of dealing with it tired of being stepped on by it tired of being run over by it i cling tightly to a beautiful flower with petals of love, faith and creed but i'm caught in the perpetual tumult of sin always doing me in as he molds my life into yet another day searching for the ingredients of paper mâché there's really not much that fiber, glue, tears and saliva can say it's in his hands © 2021 PeteAuthor's Note
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