I tell a tale of belief with myself as the subject
Describe hope like they do in songs
Nurture the seeds of my faith because
That is what I was told to do.
To grasp truth with both hands without
There is a coarseness in my chest
I will get a heavy pay for this role I chose
So I buy patience, buy grit
Pour a drop of each in my bath water daily
This is what I was told to do
This is perfect.