I shall from this take my fill,
Although I dread it,
I know in my mind's eye
That is good to me.
Like good yet bitter medicine.
And so I drink with tears running down my cheeks
Yet I drink it all. With all my being I down it.
It is only poison to the "foreign bodies" that seek to invade my true being.
It is about time I drink all in my cup
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 10:50 AM UTC