His Stick / Poem by Lily Swarn

Posted on October 6, 2019

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Poem by Lily Swarn
 
 
His Stick
 
Old age is lonesome
It needs dignity to be happy
 
Let us make our seniors comfortable
Neglect is criminal
Disregard is a form of torture
 
The Day of Reckoning will come
Let us be afraid of our own infirmities
For strike they will !
Sooner or later
 
The Universe has a way of catching up
Beware the wrath of God
His stick is a whip
Not the one used by tottering
Baby stepped dads
 
CopyrightLily Swarn 3.10.2018
Posted in: POEZI