Have No Guts To Face

Someone stood at my door, knocking And I, heard the rap, uncared sopping Perhaps, I knew what message he had, Know; enjoyment thrills n good seems bad. Guest recited-Lord have sealed both The hearing and the heart, O unfaith There is nothing, there, but the covering, ‘Tween you and me, evils are hovering Don’t think to beguile Lord and those Who believe, they beguile none, save, Save to self, perceive–brought a dose For you for beautiful life, you must have O Truth! Have no guts to face, palsied I’m, sprouting in me, sown what seed?