Evil That Always Takes Its Toll

Evil That Always Takes Its Toll Remember where hot lightning bolts flash down, Its sun-fire heat burning in a tragic strike! There perished mother and her little tyke; Tragedy there, where the angels cry and frown, And sing their saddest songs upon the waves: Doom and gloom a sad fruit to be born Taken long before Gabriel blows his horn. Judged by Fate no power in Universe ever saves, Yet no man lives that can ever be so sure, That misery will forget to take its toll Upon the peace that stirs the blessed soul! There was peace: yet no peace can insure, Paradise will be waiting for its fair guests, The great promise, its most fantastic lure! Security of life and limb of angels so pure: Or protection from Evil that so eternally infests. Robert J. Lindley, August , 1973 Note: A poem from my private journal, from back when I wrote a bit more in the old style. Sometimes I dearly miss writing like this..... and that muse that raced so far away! p.s. My first wife(future ex) thought this my best poem ever. At that time I had several hundred written.