NOTHING PERSONAL by Ann Wood

Do not touch my soul with black
hands
I still keep the lights in it
photos,
do you stand against me?
be honest with heart,
I can easily feel the low passions.

I have long stopped being good,
only principled and more
human loyal,
wisdom, aging, though with mental traces
from the human fallacy and fraud.

Every scar in my soul is scientific
lesson,
and I'm a good student ......
I forgive,
because God so orders,
but I am bad and difficult
I forget.




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Written on 2019-06-26 at 22:50

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antoniya katelieva-wood The PoetBay support member heart!
You are more than welcome Thomas, and thank you
2019-06-27


Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
The language of this poem is sharp and fascinating, fresh and unexpected in many places. Thank you for posting it!
2019-06-27