Wednesday, April 26, 2017

The Fix it Man

They call me the fix it man
As a youth my destiny clear
Nothing can stay broken
As long as I am near

I fix because I care
My mind just goes there

You will see me smiling
At everything chaotic
It may need built or fixed
Your car needs this mechanic

Justice is my expertise
I help everyone find peace

My mind can't comprehend
Leaving hearts broken
Yet every fix falls flat
Wounds just lie open

But it is always on my list
I gently persist

Things will wear and rust
People always strive
Love ascends our fixing
Though we want to try


























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