|A Question And An Answer|
| “Father, why don’t you have a thumb|
on your right hand?” Out of curiosity
the little child asked one day.
“It was offered to my God, son. That’s why
I miss that finger, that’s all.”
“Offered to God?
What kind of God was he to ask for your thumb?
Surely, He must be a very cruel one. Didn’t you feel
anythin . . .
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|A Sage Of Essences|
| From the innards of my heart, did I sing that day.|
With such intent attention, had you heard what I did say.
If I am to sing again now, grant me an audience,
lend me an ear, that prize, I covet the most.
Won’t a song bird still sing, whether or not an award it might bring?
Now, that I want to be heard, i . . .
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