Punished Poem by James McLain

So much so little so sorry
I
have not the wisdom
of tree.
Things will be ask
I cannot
do
to do would be
corrupt.
Little human being
angel
saw it is her! ....
Cannot three years
mountain
has lain unexplained within
by they to thee
mind did flee.
Imagine can you
so you did
crushed heart of soul
with a
tongue horrible
fate to small
heart by another
in thought not
deed by the other
withstanding
yes known by all
now terribly.
Just for all the cents
in a coffee can
witness the soul of the one...she.
I cannot destroy
with truth a soul
for none are so righteous
in calm
witness the soul of the one in she.