Bane

Tickled sinner, Tainted saint
Chosen now for what you ain't
Set upon you as your birth
Born in all your worth
Tasted pleasure, treasured pain
Life begotten lived in bane

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.