Circumstantial

But I rationalised
Being victimised,
And not being wise
I opened up my eyes
To a hostile surprise
Of terrible goodbyes
As I was a prize
With all their lies.

I went on my way,
Now having a say
In how I can relay
I was made of clay.
Love Jesus wisdom
About God's love.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 04/11/2018

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.