Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

As the Worm Turns

What matter 'elections'
  when man's end is the worm
When his hope is the maggot
  matters not how he squirms

So much angst, so much stress
  Yet at the end of the day
You're sealed in a box
  'Twas better to've prayed

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Monique Whittingham November 6, 2020 at 6:14 AM Absolutely and nothing beats prayer.

Tom Cunningham November 6, 2020 at 2:21 AM Everything on earth becomes meaningless when you consider what we'll all become, dust. Tom Gershon Wolf November 6, 2020 at 11:29 AM Giving new meaning to the term, 'Dusting and Cleaning.' lol. Thanks, To.

Caren Krutsinger November 6, 2020 at 1:38 AM I am praying like mad here my friend!

Victor Buhagiar November 5, 2020 at 10:49 PM Indeed two candidates for Presidency and both doomed to dust. It is the judgement day for them. Where will they end? Not the White House definitely. ~~

Kim Rodrigues November 5, 2020 at 7:33 PM Oh yes, for sure. I can only take a quick update...if you can call it that. Praying, praising is the answer. In heaven no need for this nonsense. Gershon Wolf November 6, 2020 at 10:42 AM In Heaven, the first will be last and the last will be first. This world will get turned upside down. Humility, Love of God, Prayer and Praise. Blessings and Bounty, Gershon