In Response to Brenda's Wordle ~ My Words Need No translation ~
Not created in a lab
nor a mistake
neither a Frankenstein am I,
my words need no translation,
I speak my hearts true emotion,
perhaps my notes appear chaotic
but truly they are poetic
Ah ’tis a pity if poetry
makes you sick
you detect the spirit lamp
in seconds absent odor
you pick,
my conscience is clear
and I need not fear
you be at peace and rest
the heart has its reasons,
for friends may leave
or unfriend from a page
but in the hearts they stay
pray and love, at every stage
my words make me a poet
my poems ’love incarnation’
I wish you were not so confused
My words-so simple’
Need no translation’
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