Hope and Trust
original drawing of my killer?
I take a walk upon the rock
Cliffs edges are a flaking
Tremble stones and shudder bones
But my way I am making
Once I slip and twice I dip
To dodge the falling boulders
But I gain ground and look around
Brushing off my shoulders
In a clearing I am hearing
The clatter of a tool
That I have used,nay much abused
Unless I am a fool
I reach the edge of rocky hedge
And brush aside the foliage
I see a bloke this is no joke
That stepped out from the holy age
Something about this man no doubt
Could lead your thoughts to hardening
But neath the dirt he wears a shirt
From "Learn Organic Gardening"
This makes me smile so in a while
I decide to have trust
And he was just chillin, don't think he's a villain
But my reasoning could make me dust
I go with the man to live out His plan
And see where this path takes me
With hope and trust, it's always a must
Unless #Steempocalypse breaks me