Ask Not Why You Reap Such Ills
Ask Not Why You Reap Such Ills
Like a tight jar your fate rests sealed
Life strains under its heavy goals.
After death, truth's light is revealed
Lying lips are kissed by burning coals.
Loud roars cry out life is so unfair
Beg pay for merely knowing your name.
You play, wandering around with no care
Ignoring follies and your great shame.
You walk along a dark, forbidden path
With cold fingers jammed in your ears.
Cry about hard times and imagined wrath
Run from shadows and your greatest fears.
Blue dark day may wait for your descent.
You reap ill because you did not repent!
Robert J. Lindley
1986
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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