Days I think am right Shouts jolt* me sternly Revealing the right undone Conspicuous, my evil clone   Gosh! What thought I? Seamless cloth of deed How thick, yet threadbare Woven by an untailored mind   Wrapped layer atop layer Warped* in purpose and intention Oh! What deceit unseen What astray could have led?   Let my face be smile-less Drained of all color The cost still is cheaper If my correction is now   Prov. 10:17 “People who accept […]