Comes a Time
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Comes a time when the strength is not to fight
and forgiveness not for saints and martyrs,
when the soil grown sour and the vine in blight
reap the fruit of the Sins of the Fathers!
Comes a breath that enters but does not leave
when all that remains is a beggar’s pride,
it’s then he that gives will richly receive
and he that stumbles will suffer His chide.
Comes a reckoning the bells do carry -
a great heralding too loud to ignore,
for in its virtue not wont to tarry
it tolls for the man of steel, not of straw.
Comes a peace when all steadfastness is done
and all is right between Father and Son.
Written: October 2007
Note: Wrote this for a friend
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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