NaPoWriMo 2017 3/30

Here enters this world, a parable;

a soul whisked from Anglo and Asian

beaten to the creamiest caramel

cast into a classic Australian.

 

Creator mixed me with wit and wonder,

folded in compassion and empathy,

she filled my guts with bolts of thunder

and hammered in the nails of humanity.

 

She cooked me until I was honey golden

measuring each and every state of play.

She watched me carefully, my path chosen

She knew I would be delicious some day.

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