Oops as we step on toes…
Our thoughts dividing with our prose
Many would revolt and smack your nose
But I suggest a cup of tea and a hug
Yes, that’s what I propose
We all express our thoughts
Definitions of which are naught
But beliefs our psyche has bought
Each of us must grow
Some rebel and show
How much media has taught
There is always another way
Getting self above the fray
See a higher ground
Above chaotic sound
Impressions no longer of import
Nor mindset able to distort
A Divine Plan
Oops God did it again! :-)
©3-21-2018 Pamela Hope
