The Shaman
The Shaman
Corrosion in your soul has oxidized
to heal your poor soul you must be revised
confused and sadly addled with each thought
your deep sleep paranoia must be caught
attach your past of love and forlorn woe
you cuddled each one to go with the flow
I wil contort your mind to overcome
where surprise is joy and sadness is numb
align to your path and join them as one
delete subconcious dreams of no avail
and stamp your God’s gift to you with my seal
My signature is fraught to rend your fears
for all the ills you suffered oe’r the years
to offer divination of your cares
Ten Word Challenge 1 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
August 26, 2019
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