I know all about a couple of things
still I default to not walking in a way that firmly reveals it
it’s strange ‘cuz I know this brings no blessing
for those whom by my song might be freed.
Almost a decade of ineffectively fighting
the scars drawn on my psyche by some blokes
so looking inside, I’m also reminded
I now understand a bit of something about a lot.
kintsukori, this trendy pain
assures we’ll be mended again…
kintsukori, through fire and rain
so blessings ‘pon blessings my friend.
— miss bgt