In the Image of Dust To Dust, Kipling Tribute Poem

In The Image Of Dust To Dust, Kipling tribute poem In the image of dust to dust rests the dark mankind fears yet in its horrors, face we must loss, decay- buckets of our tears as crestfallen as such may be in life- love may joy bring rich fruits of its majestic seas sweet music lovers sing dare we such dear treasures deny because of morbid fate are we not brave to ask the why before it is too late although time often our sight blinds does not heart truly see such dark-thinking serves to remind soul rests in you and me therein shall we contemplate more meaning of dust to dust we that so seek paradise shores have thus mislaid our trust pity- weakness of flesh and blood how selfishly we think whilst we often bath in the mud 'til of its stench we stink in the image of dust to dust rests the dark mankind fears yet in its horrors, face we must loss, decay- buckets of our tears. Robert J. Lindley, 3-04-2021 Rhyme, ( A Look Into The Soul And Humanity's Follies, Fallacies And Blindness) Kipling tribute poem for blog. Note: Sorry, that this was not originally included in the Kipling blog as it was first posted. And that because of my having been ill- it has taken me so long to rewrite four times - then edit, re-edit-and finish it. As of now, I have abandoned the other third Kipling tribute poem entirely. As this took so much out of me just to finish this one. Note: I already had another tribute blog started. But seems that too will be much delayed. As my health issues at the moment are so greatly interfering with my writings. As such is life, I must endeavor to cut back a bit more and hope to re-energize my writing-soul. God bless…