FAITH SHORT POEM…

“Yet Moved..”
by Loia

Regarding this…
Cast off restraint…
Embracing this–
All but faint.

Hands of this–
Clay with paint…

Yet moved from this…
No–not me!
O wait… cain’t!

To end up taint…?
No–not me… ain’t.

Face of this–
Have complaint–…                 💥🏳