Keith D Trestrail Poet Lyric

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 Wrote this for a friend.

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Comes a Time

Comes a time when to strike or to feint
  and let go the cudgel but know not which.
All that I know from my own complaint 
  is that life can be a bastard sonofabit*h

Comes a time when strength is not to fight
  and forgiveness not for saints and martyrs,
when soil grown sour and the vine in blight
  reap the fruit of the sins of the fathers.
                      
  Let go the past, it will not save you, 
live and forget when all steadfastness is done.
It is a far far better thing we do
  when all is right between Father and Son.

Comes a time when our conceit is to wait
  with much to deem but nothing to say,
but it’s always too soon before it’s too late  
  when all that is given us is taken away.  

Comes a time to forgive, not aggrieve
  lest all that remains is a bitter chide,
but truly he that gives will richly receive
  and he that stumbles suffer his pride.

  Let go the past, it will not free you,
live and forget when all steadfastness is done.
It is a far far better thing we do
  when all is right between Father and Son.



            Written: October 2007

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