Tussle, dare, with tussled hair!

Wise Martyred Master /

Weak Milling Mobster.

Give a bit,

Ask a lot,

Tell a tale,

Show what’s not

Being seen,

Yet that is.

Try To Wean

Onto His

Stuff Wot’s True.

List’nin’ Well

t’other’s view

’n v i s i b le

(not alone)

but secret

all on own

sometimes wept.

Before speech

comes to mind,

called to reach

out; to find

what was lost,

look for signs,

keeping watch

till the time

comes to teach;

sing, then move

out of reach.

Stay in love.

No holy

things to dogs,

pearls to pigs,

splintered logs.

Look around,

know their views,

hear the sound,

and the news.

Be angry

but don’t sin,

feel sorry

for folk in

suffering.

Pray in pain,

‘spect to win.

Give n a gain.

Warn the rich

of this world,

hard to teach

or be told!