Red Poem by marc molchan

Red

Nature ungraces
unflappable unfaces
love there in the
window buy bread
for the table
try preferred brand
lean to the side
of sour dough
margarine or butter
mayo on cheese
listen to the world
it charts its love
unrecants a lot made
of us all we all spend
time for growing up
but who knows our minds
heart but the Son of God
i think he has shown for blood
by actions as well
to us

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