Jonathots Daily Blog
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In the Mix
I am a blessed man
In a beleaguered land
Sharing the best I can
I am a silly goose
Out on the loose
Escaping the hanging noose
I am a simple child
Needing to be mild
Running toward the wild
I am a son of Earth
Sailing a sea of mirth
Granted a second birth
I am spiritually poor
Never quite sure
Seeking a needful cure
I reject the lie
So when I die
My truth can fly
The law has a letter
But I know better
Than to be its debtor
I see pieces of me
In every single he
And my equal she
I consider my could
Whispering my would
Settling for my should
I am quite aware
I have much to share
But frightened to care
But there is no fix
No magical tricks
Just stirring in the mix
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