The sword
May have aged and rusted
But it’s still
As sharp as ever.
Honed in bitterness and bile
As perilous as ever
It was.
And for ever
Will be.
Do not let
Your anger
Spill into your life.
The sword
May have aged and rusted
But it’s still
As sharp as ever.
Honed in bitterness and bile
As perilous as ever
It was.
And for ever
Will be.
Do not let
Your anger
Spill into your life.