RhymeMosaic

Meter, Metaphor, Memory + Meaning

Poetry by Brandon WordSmith — exploring love, loss, faith, and the human experience. The site loads its full interactive experience with JavaScript; what follows is the readable text version.

Latest poems

Explore

Founder's Canon

Rate this poem:

0.0 (0 ratings)
Text size:

f you’re sick, I want to heal you

If you’re evil then I’ll kill you If you have a loving heart Then you and I shall never part I’ll heal your wounds when you are cut And I will free you when you’re stuck And if I see you self-destruct Then I will pick the pieces up And I will glue them back no worse then You were as your former person And though things may had to worsen You can see now it was worth it For you see, I have the power To grow seeds right into flowers To follow Me’s not dumb, you see You’re a new creation ’cause of me

Share this poem:

💡 Tip: For Instagram, TikTok, or Threads, copy the link and paste it in your story or post!

Comments (0)

This blank space is peacefully awaiting your first thought!

Leave a Comment

You might also love

Made with Emergent