The scourge of praise
sits within the song of praise.
The mind of praise
a fleeting duality.
The heart of praise
awaits at the sharp bent.
Praise like a bubble
is formed and slowly pops.
Praise wears clean linen
just once at the weekend.
Praise wears gloves
just a little during the storm.
Praise shall reveal
the scars of mutilation.
The scars of praise
are caused by the song of praise.
Lost at the birth table
Praise could not stand a chance.
Beware of praise
praise is your best enemy.