Set a Watch. Hold the Fort by 7scribe

I made a mistake. I strayed from living. Living [is] from Love. Thoughts came to mind that I didn’t think to audit. I didn’t think they were mine. I didn’t think whose they were. I didn’t think. The thoughts told me Dad was selfish. He is. Wisdom said, “Be patient. Teach Dad what he knows not. Teach him to care for others. ” I loved Wisdom’s words. But didn’t think to hold them tight. Didn’t think to wonder why. Thus, thoughts of Dad’s selfishness, bore deep. Unimpeded. Alas, they were thoughts from the devil. For, from my heart came disdain: from old wounds, unhealed. So, I spoke: not from love. Dying, I spoke. Words from death. It was true, what I said; But it hurt; Hurt my Dad. Now, Dad is miffed. Now, I’m sad. Coz I missed {khata} those evil thoughts: I let ‘em through the gates