©PmcCoywrites 2018

Moments metamorphose into mere memories.
What was sweet can be sour.
Friend today,
Foe in the future.
‘cause patience vexed charity.
If the heart bleeds,
‘Tis because of attachment.
You were once whole.
Weren’t you whole before?
Stop building a monument.
Don’t dismantle an anthill;
that will bite your foot.
Charity will find you.
Decline unwholesomeness when it finds you.