"HARBOURING A GRUDGE ONLY POLLUTES THE HARBOUR"
TAD is "JTK.CA" NudistPoet
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Copyright © Jonathan Tad Ketchen
I was ready to cry
Blasted through with words
Of an unseen voice
Not knowing I could hear her
She made the choice
To say about me what another said
And it echoed like death inside my head
With my spirit full of arrows
I could have screamed in pain
But there'd have been nothing to gain
It would have only been pride
So to myself I died
Harbouring a grudge
Only pollutes the harbour
I could have screamed in pain
But then I'd fear
God would open the book of deeds to a deed so undear
When I said about someone what another said
And it echoed like death inside his head
Ready to cry
Blasted through with words
Of my unseen voice
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