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My ego is clenched
as the sun shines on
revealing my radiant soul
flaring confidence in phases
I remain phlegm to critics
rather crispy than cranky
my true words are wrong
they are carved in faith
speak faith they say
so I came along
and now I’m bewitched
my songs are bland
entailing weakness
rather than strength
I remain my own plight
not my religious pretence
or my optimistic aura
the vain is the contrast
the world is round
despite the preachers words…
©2016. Brodrick Ruth
