The Ever-Swelling Tide
Were I to ignore the ever-swelling tide
Lay my head upon the pillow unheeding,
Allowing fate alone to be my trusted guide
I would lay life’s better choices then aside
Betraying the inner voices ever pleading,
Were I to ignore the ever-swelling tide.
Seems folly to live a life whate’er betide
Without awareness of choice interceding,
Allowing fate alone to be my trusted guide.
Some take the forfeit of choices in stride,
And I should clearly illustrate the needing
Were I to ignore the ever-swelling tide.
Like building where fates alone decide
Without thought of conscientious leading,
Allowing fate alone to be my trusted guide.
Their attitude is “come along for the ride”
No notice of those who unwary lie bleeding
Were I to ignore the ever-swelling tide
Allowing fate alone to be my trusted guide.
Written September 9, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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