Blessed And Praised Poem by John Sensele

Bemused, bruised and braised
A mind soldiers on
Confronts any bouts of doubts raised
Against her tact tone and switches on a love ringtone.

Befuddled, mishandled, gambled
A mind meanders with agility and temerity
To higher grounds where she is held
In high esteem to boost amity, unity and fraternity.

Broken, mistaken and forsaken
A mind summons extra reserves
Digs deeper and counts up to ten
When she decides to change tack and tap love preserves.

Blessed, feted, praised
A mind bows down to thank benefactors
Whose donations and ovations have raised
Her morale and generated positive factors among proctors.