Eccie Confessional

For all our Chicken Littles,
That say the board will fall,
Leave not unanswered riddles,
And heed the honest call.

Let’s take this to church,
Let’s get out your confession,
Step down from that perch,
And honest to your obsession.

Tell us what you may have hidden,
Who knows what tomorrow holds,
Secrets you may not have written,
Forget the fear of what unfolds.

This board may part one day,
But did we ever know your part,
Just put it out on full display,
You surely are a piece of art.

I confess:

Most providers thoughts on my transgressions:
His poems are way longer than his sessions.

There once was a man who used eccie.

Shared images and words humorous like schmeckie.

He confessed with a grin;

Made peace with his sin,

Never found mythical unicorn named Becky.