Over Eggs Benedict and Burnt Toast

A christian in thought

One-sided conversations…

Fall deaf between wrinkles

Pages of morning publications

 

Over easy eggs benedict

And slightly more than burning toast

What’s with this world today and why

 

Ever staring at us front, back and both

A nagging question subconsciously

Beneath frowns of white

And blackened words allegory

 

To those with faith

And respectful smiles

Stories to those without

 

Bitter tasting juice, darn awful!

But, for some reason it’s better for me

And all these supplemental pills

 

One after another I’ll swallow this day

Hoping tomorrow for a better

I do this thanking God constantly

And never breaking a sweat

“Well, almost never”