May 2020
I preached him
To ask the tough
Questions
But who will
Ask them
For me?
My Jasmine thoughts
For you, are
Withering dry
They see nought
But an arid dead sea
To ask the tough
Questions
But who will
Ask them
For me?
My Jasmine thoughts
For you, are
Withering dry
They see nought
But an arid dead sea
