Quatrain of My Bemusement - 8950

Quatrain of My Bemusement

My Bemusement - not funny

The next time I decide to slap
myself, I'll be sure to
make my teeth
rattle,

The craven thoughts I bring
into this world, roam
wild like a herd of
cattle.

The life I've wrought for my own
bemusment is tragic
for the soul I
carry,

This is not God's intent, I must
be corralled by the Devil
so I can fight to make
my life necessary.

Yorktown Disciple