Poetry ~ The Mustard of Forgiveness

Picture for the poem The Mustard of Forgiveness

by Omega Maverick on 2014/04/01

Mind-set in stone,
Made of Jello that is fluid,
By way of thought.

Premature stream made of cheese.

Without change there is death.
Without identity, life there is not.

Neither, mild nor is it plain.
The hot sauce of pain.

So, onward scribe…

But, do not forget the mustard of forgiveness!

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