Don't Steal, Heal Poem by John Sensele

Don't Steal, Heal



Gorgeous
Courageous
Advantageous

When beauty builds
Attitude, favourite fruit yields
Honourable habitude fields

In limpid life
In ways I play my fife
Manners I cheat on the wife

I chose to marry
Virtue and vice burdens I carry
Projects and rejects I hurry

When intelligence informs my attitude
Custom corrects my attitude
Credence cultivates the heightened latitude

To which I rise
In the oppression of the surprise
I toil to undermine at sunrise

At work and at home
Ensuring common sense relations roam
In every action I take to form

A coalition for progress
Denuded of small minds that regress
Into cocoons of doom and gloom whose congress

Steals
Instability seals
Devotion doubled in diabolical deals

In which cash leaks
Into my pockets whose peaks
Lie in the substance nonsense speaks.

Saturday, December 14, 2019
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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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