I do not cherish what I see
mayhem and confusion
strewn before Me
everything is on edge
ready to explode
If we keep a lid on it
it will surely implode
heart in throat
pulse pounds
crickets go quite
time to hit the ground
My skin
it crawls
anticipating
secrets to be revealed
the truth is much too painful
Leave My body
so as Not To Feel
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