Undertake
Fresh tilling of the faith
in origin forsake
my learning to remake
a listener for truth's undertake!
The attitude of tithe
confuses ~ to deride
and obstacles arrive
ploys force from which I hide!
Like taxing of my labor
death coincides
to still my merit's vestige
mine applied!
Nor knowing one remain
I died a thousand times
without the twain
of why your heart's confine ~
. . . left growing of remind
to undertake that prison,
sameness signed ~
the drugging of contention's underline!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2006
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