Love Thyself
Our fellow brother
has a jaundiced eye.
It’s best to smother
our foolish heart’s sigh.
Noblesse oblige’s passé.
Why’d we trauma bond
with rabid dogs stray?
Just smile and abscond.
04-April-2022
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