We repent the serpent
within in all of us
want to shed our skin
and all over begin
we have to refrain
from this cycle
of pain
and remove this stain
on our wounded souls
take our shoes
and rock those soles
and sing the blues
in sweat and tears
and shed our fears
and share our gain
again and again and again
whirl to shed off dust
in Love we need to trust!
11072015 Madrason
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