His Stick / Poem by Lily Swarn

Posted on October 6, 2019


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