Bit Coin
Planners hath much to quarrel and to quill,
Yet, not know their own eye or trailed hand,
Doth quickly consume an unfathomed land.
Is it right to put ax to tree or ground to till?
Nay ev'n hearing a next door neighbor's will?
Seeing not his son's labor thru a torrent land,
Fills sufficient stores, and hath more to demand. (Reworked and shortened 5/14/2014)
Having, gets new glory and tells him nay to feel:
Ev'n snow covered tops doth ask why choose
Logs without recall of the past weighted track;
Felled cut timber, nay know where they're going
To light; Now, acorns hath much more to loose
And doth value truest todays' sorrowed lack,
Gives vast to man, more than morsel or bit coin.
Miltonic Sonnet Contest
Via the contest sponsor's request,
Has a moral and/or social issue subject matter
5/9/2014
Copyright © Lisa Lee | Year Posted 2014
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