There Is a Change In the Air
Something foul is in the air,
The stench is so bad, that nothing else can compare.
The thing calls itself a poet, but that is only his personal assessment,
He has to comment on his own poetry, oh what a testament.
He is ruining something I once held dear,
His intentions are hostile, he has made quite clear.
I have commented quite clearly to the soup about this jerk,
But times are a changing and apparently they like his work.
I try to share a Christian view,
But to reach this guy I have not a clue.
I don’t know what has stirred his anger so?
But he is killing the Soup and this I know.
He flatters no one with the comments he makes,
He reminds me of a person who never gives but only takes.
I really feel sorry for people like you,
And I am sure everyone here would be your friend if you would act nice and ask them too!
I pray God releases your bitterness that consumes your thoughts,
And replaces it with a loving spirit, one that is caring and not distraught.
And let joy fill your life from this day forth and evermore,
And let your words speak blessings and find the love God has in store.
Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2009
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