He who turns
bat guana
into sweet guavas..
and donkey dung into
dandelions
and cowpies
into pure fuel
and manure
into mangos
and grows limes
from the slime
can turn the hate
of His attackers
into the velvet sky
foiling His stars
as their waste becomes the methane
enkindling evening lanterns
Hello there...i REALLY REALLY like your writing style; it's very original and abstract..wonderful choice of words...GOOD JOB. iris