' Rise and Climb ... '
… to Stoop to that Level
… I have to Fall from Grace
… that Which is Beneath Me
only Educe a Downcast Face
… but, I would never Lower My Standard
to Equal a Crazed
Unconscionable Candor
And Rancor Debased…
… so, Snip, Snap, Yip and Yap …
Honestly, I’ll Pray for ‘ Me ’ and You
… for That, is the Wide Gap
and Difference Between The Dry Well and Living-Water True
yet, I Humbly Bow My Head
so I can Lift Up Hope…
… and Hands and Hearts-make-Glad
… to Voices Shared … in Words ‘He’ Spoke
‘Cause, I am ‘ ‘MoonBee ‘ … I’ll Not Cavil
and to Let My Light Shine …
I’ll Never Stoop to That Level
… I Must Only Rise … and Climb …
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