Repulsion Remedy Poem by John Sensele

If my heart turns to stone
I'd be left alone
Whinging in the discarded zone.

If venom pervades my character
I'd become a distractor
Amassing baloney clutter.

If radiance beams from my smiles
I'd fraternize, familiarize and frolick for miles and miles
Attracting adults, children in friendship files.

If frowns I adorn
I'd reap torn tribute and scorn
Transmuting into a utopian unicorn.

If love I share
I'd share empathy, sympathy and care
Growing no worse for wear.

If offence I scatter
In limpid lives, I wouldn't matter
Whether I grow skinnier or fatter

In mind
In kind
Or grow so blind, no one wishes to me bind.