Open

Ali

I'm taught to love my fellow woman and man.
My arms wide open, my heart wide open, my soul wide open...
to get trampled down on the trodden world,
for me to see its' vanities,agressions,transgressions, and
empty promises.
My life wide open,
as a chapbook to read and spell,
arriving at perfect answers in high school English class.
But,Must I love the rich in value as they rob me everyday,
passing through the stock exchange on my way to work?
Open is my pocket,soon to be filled with what I deserve,for we forgive,yet,
not forget.
The ride to church this SUnday and every Sunday should be exciting,
I can actually see the potholes in the ground,swallowing up my unfellowed
sinners-unrepentant,laughing all the way to the bank,with..
Their mouths open and drooling.And you know how attractive that looks and feels.