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I turn away a stage no more
Set up high on a pedestal
To say my peace, nay be a lore,
Observed a point, incredible.

If this naught be my righteous day
I feel my eyes will not suffice,
But close my heart its stead, say nay,
Kept opened to much need advice.

I claim no virtue 'tis of mines,
For I, a mind, made full of sorts,
So worthy be the choice defines,
This day be mines that sets the course.

It be a crawl through mired mud,
Slime of crimes be my outer being
The innards smell a stench of crud,
My essence hid, but seen fleeing.

I will not heed to ill advice,
To consort with those troubled minds,
For this not be good day of choice,
To listen to a host of whines.

If I could change but one small thing,
It be my mind set one accord,
I wait what righteous day will bring,
Find you a servant of the Lord.

Date: 06/05/2019

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Date: 6/5/2019 4:48:00 PM
Thanking you now for the kind comments posted on my poems! Love your wisdom for advice with no whines, and a day that sets the course! Nicely said! And yes, a blessing to serve the Lord! Amen!
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William Kekaula
Date: 6/5/2019 4:55:00 PM
Ah, letting your light shine again Kim--not fair for the rest of them, for I've not a jealous chord in my body--even though it plays out-of-tune, Aloha William