My Master


Lost. Lost to life and death,

Both I did, but moved me not

A man who walks with a stick

Comes to me, the able-bodied one

Having seen birth and death

And all that life can bequeath

Still sitting dumbstruck,

Here comes the man with a stick

To have me struck

With his lightning stick.

Love & Grace

 
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