Heavy Conviction
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
but mostly fools, like angels, join the dead.
But every now and then, a sudden quirk of fate
reflects back to its source the origins of hate.
So is it fate or fortune that guides a ‘helping hand’
or just 'poetic justice’ that none can understand.
They say with some conviction, 'pen is mightier than sword',
but a fist is also mighty and can seldom be ignored!
Ivor G Davies
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