Public display, has its nay says
Pictures portray, food on a tray
People will lie, about their lives;
After all, in a silent night,
Different sounds, whispers loud.
So I had to, dig through my holes
To see my cards, and scores I had
Holding a graph of my life biff
Awesome I saw; heart, health and wealth
Climbing to the top, across gradient.
Nothing as sweet as aligned dots
In clear vision, where religion,
Career, coupled with a mission
Aligns with love on a straight line;
I am lucky to have this kiss.