Friday, June 3, 2022

6/1/2022

What am I

I was created from dust

My tears made me clay

Fear and anger fired me

I became a broken pot

My pieces God joined

But I broke me often

Over time I lost me

My life always broken

Others get angry at me

My broken me hurts them

The scars god ripped away

I scream in soulful agony

2019

 

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