Our Chief End
Though it seems
that somehow
things are not
quite right now,
When the end
is in sight,
He will put
all things right.
Is life fair?
Thank God, not.
We misjudge
our dire lot.
Standards used:
others’ wrong;
shadows cast:
dark and long.
Gravity:
where begin?
Misperceive
weight of sin.
Cast our cares
upon him;
comes the day
He’ll stand in.
Our chief end:
enjoy Son
for all time,
praise works done.
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Kind of bizarre - this is an Irish quatrain called a 'Cethramtu Rannaigechta Moire', but it just appears to be a quatrain with xaxa rhyme scheme and 3-syllable lines... A bit of a mouthful for something so simple...
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/cethramtu-rannaigechta-moire-poetic-asides
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