The Warning
The warning
The warning will come, it always will
At first it will come gently
A whisper softly like a breeze
It’s kind and it sounds friendly
But sometimes this may be in vain
For the ears choose to ignore
So The Warning silently retreats
And bothers them no more
But still the urgency persist
And The Warning wants no blame
So he then decides to venture out
And again he does the same
This time a tad bit more intense
A pebble he now throws
Which neither ear appreciates
They resent this, and it shows
The Warning wants to fight with them
But that won't do the trick
He knows he has to do what’s right
So he now throws a brick
And though it hits, there is still no change
The ears stay tough and shut
It’s clear that something must be done
But The Warning knows not what
And the ears stay stubborn, full of pride
They will not be advised
Admonishments, those will not do
They refuse to be chastised
So The Warning shrugs, he’s had enough
And he’s off to another call
Only to hear about these two
’They were crushed by high stone wall!’
Wendy Nipas
Copyright © Wendy Nipas | Year Posted 2018
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