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The Sins of Society

The mid-sixties weren't fun for a teen working... I put foot on this prosperous and beautiful land and looked forward to a great future, but my plan didn't go as smoothly as I thought it would have instead. My question was, " Go to College, earn a degree or help mother and sisters? " I choose to help them procrastinating. From job to job I went hardly missing a day realizing what it would have cost me, but wages stayed the same or rarely increased much, I loved to work and earn my weekly paycheck; sadly, many boys of my age were drafted and went to war... some returned, many didn't and being the only son, they didn't draft me but witnessing the horror, the sadness, the crying of soldiers, and seeing all that: was like being there where the sky exploded with fire and smoke. Isn't fate the course that nobody can predict regardless how scientists envision it... if it were so easy to foresee, all would have control over it and all catastrophes could be avoided to save millions of lives? Doesn't the Bible warn us to shun divination? It's the sinful mind, the greedy heart, the unfaithful spouse, the disobedient child making us stand at the crossroads deciding which steps to take to prevent a tragedy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 11/28/2011 12:29:00 PM
Congratulations on your win in Frank's "CrossRoads of your Life" contest Dear Andrew. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/26/2011 5:34:00 AM
Congratulations on your win x
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Date: 11/25/2011 9:16:00 PM
Congrats Andrew on a marvelous win for this magnificent poetry luv.. and thankxx for wonderful comment too..
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Date: 11/25/2011 5:38:00 PM
Meant to say Andrew, sorry. I called you Frank because it was his contest and I had his name on my brain.
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Date: 11/25/2011 5:35:00 PM
You could be writing about my youth in this moving poem Frank. I worked hard and prospered which is why I love America so. Those years of lack remain in the back of my mind as I am sure they are kept in yours. Very emotional and heartfelt write and so happy to see it in the winner's circle.
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