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Late Achiever

Belated achiever’s life’s sad: 
The Joneses have their cars,
Philips own their regular pay
And Alexes are with the stars. 

You shed a tear in the day,
And brave such sundry fights
As the Bensons placidly snore
Away their magnificent nights. 

Divine clemency that tarries yet 
Is your lingering wobbling hope;
And fickle kith and kin do hate
Belated achiever for his penury.

So it’s all sad woe upon sad woe
As blood and friendship turn foe.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 10/26/2024 10:50:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.