WAOM POETRY || THE MARK OF A LIVING by Mike Breeze

THE MARK OF A LIVING

If soaked sleeves and skirts are logs
And raised raining eyes their tops,
If praises make not the blogs,
Then breath is lifeless.

If bruised burning knees fill logs
And shouting whispers their tops,
If praises make not the blogs,
Then breath is lifeless.

If prayers top our praises
And supplications our pews
Then we're all dead
'Cause praises, not prayers make a living.

©Mike Breeze