A Plaster

Yesterday I used a plaster
For a small cut
Now I use a plaster
For light muscle pains
Suddenly I feel that I want to use a plaster 
For an ugly scar 
That cannot be erased
Or fade easily
And tomorrow maybe I'll use a plaster 
For sorrow and grief
Maybe a plaster from the Almighty God
Maybe a magical plaster of love 
To cure pain caused by sorrow and grief
That come my way
That cannot be avoided
That are brought along by fate
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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