All that I utter

I apologise in advance for what I am about to say
because all that I utter is less than God.

The bread that I bake
and the cakes I provide:
the ingredients include chaff, and a little grit.

As a jeweller, the gold rings that I make
carry a tiny stamp:
also contains fool’s gold.

Welcome to my living room.
It’s warm and comfortable.
Did I mention the hawk?
He’s not really tame.

This sheet of paper has a watermark.
Hold it up to the light and see:
‘Shot through with limitations, frailties, and stuff.’

I apologise for what I have just said.
All that I utter is less than God.

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