Preface (From My Secret Sin)
Perhaps my thoughts could be safe
In a book of poems, an opening preface
Perhaps I could give the reader a taste
Of a book of poems, or an opening preface
These poems are created to capture images of life
Take these critiques to the front of the scrimmages with your wife
These poems are written to challenge the reader
To become more than just a reader
Given the chance to actually relate to the situations
And become a leader
Feed them life through a birdfeeder
The needy becomes the seeder
It remains a book for the depressed
And even those who are living the goodlife
Yet still find themselves buried in stress
In conclusion
I provide nothing more than a dreary illusion
These poems are mainly an insight to a better life
Be understanding whether you're wrong or right
They are composed to attack negative events
And spark a change
Give we sinners a raft
Even if Noah's ark isn't in our range
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