Righteousness of Aloe
In the middle of the night,
while wife was at work Accidentally
burned the back of hand
I could't go to the pharmacy or the hospital
getting sick
skin turned red
ugly and not even a flower
hiding among the flowers
I saw aloe
cut a leaf
applied to the wound
the moment it touched
she felt so cool
smiling
in the desert under the hot sun
to stay alive with a smile
How cold must it have in it?
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