Working on the world

There is a way I would like to live
I have lived it in dreams a thousand times
I have enough goodness in me to give
Filtered, free from unholy grimes
I will pour through words for the perfect rhymes
Enter your heart and sprinkle myself there
I have prayed and read Psalms with utmost care
I’ll make you, me and all of us better
My scraped out knees hold my desires bare
And my will bound to yours like a fetter.

Vera