Diamond Toes

When life seems empty And there’s no place to go Unlike most artists I became Salvador Dali My Life daily tasks as a poet It’s allow my spirit to go from high to low With my blessed hands and my tired feet a hard working peasant woman with diamond toes I set the countdown each passing day while I slave away. Those Infectious bole place in high positions, Governor of all the Nurses Using their authorities to weaken the spirits of the peasant And the down trodden souls who line your corridors both day and night however, this burden that seem too heavy to bear now....(bibilical God will lifts away on the wing of prayers.