I'm just a
sputtering old fool,
Muttering old school rules,
When times made more sense,
And neighbors were your friends.
Now trapped by utter frailty,
And fear of today's reality,
My moistened eyes fasten,
Upon the new age reaction.
No longer do we aspire,
No longer do we inspire,
Religious or national pride,
For now we must take it all in stride.
That which can utterly,
Steal pride in God and country...
Oh I'm a sputtering old fool,
Just muttering old school rules.
You open doors and say Mamm',
You do everything you can,
You give to the poor and especially,
Love your neighbors, friends and family.
For it is in giving all that you have,
Caring, sharing and loving all you can,
Which tells the greatest story about you,
And lives on in heraldry and tribute.
Poetic License Suspended
- by My Gull Wheels On
A string of poetic tales, about my life, my love
and, my Lord...
Observations in scales, of mortal plight, once
we chance, accord...
Imagination pales, and yet just might, share a
glance, of more...
Propping powerful sails, from my short life,
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