poetry

PEACE

.

I seek peace.
The act to release.
Every load has its own hold.
It has a grip, let it slip.

Thoughts start to creep.
The devil gets you engaged in rage
Your mind is full of sage.
Let it all fall on Gods never ending aid.

Look for the positive vibe in the juju of music.
The funny drive in Markangel.
You forget, all seems bleak.
Then God lets it all leak.

Peace
I am free
I believe I can fly
I am hungry now I want some chicken-fry.

@Expressivepen._


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