Diana T. Pecot

(Oakland, CA, USA)


Lord Forgive me for my sins forgive me for the
grudge I've held within Forgive me for my evil
thoughts forgive me for the pain I hold forgive
me for my wondering soul
For when you knocked I did not hear even
though your words were clear went down
a path I fell astray into things I dance
not say by myself I fell up and down bounced
to and from like a clown walked on walked

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