Goldfish

Love is a choice. 

She knows just where she’s going

But not how to get there.

Forgets to brake before the corner

Almost off the road

With a shake of the shoulders

She steps out to the ditch

Lets loose and starts to run

Back in the seat, and on again

Others report her for unsafe operation

But rules don’t apply to navy seals;

Or do they?

Trial by fire

With fire in her eye and healing hands

She stomps her foot like a 2 year old

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Rewriting the secular story

For the elephant tale.

God came through

As the Holy Ghost does.

Praying there were no casualties.