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Unprepared


On seeing the world about them go splash,
They put on their helmets, ready to dash
Into the glimmering, shimmering waves
That will soon carry them into their graves.
 
They haven’t a prayer, they haven’t a chance,
They run through the door, preparing to dance
With spiraling waves that will not forgive—
Deadly the moments the boys won’t outlive.
 
Could ever there be a much sadder song
Than that of a day when all things go wrong?
Maybe the wrong would turn right, if we cared,
But plague time is here, and we’re unprepared.

 

Poem © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
More The Whirligig #264
 
More Writers’ Pantry #18 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

Exploring Forgiveness

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~~~ 1 ~~~
 
How many times, Lord,
must I forgive the people
who do wrong to me?
 
~~~ 2 ~~~
 
Tell me, Sister Crow,
do you forgive Old Raven
when he torments you?
 
~~~ 3 ~~~
 
The serpent hisses:
It is foolish to forgive—
get even instead.
 
~~~ 4 ~~~
 
How great my hunger
to forgive my tormentor,
yet I find no crumb!
 
~~~ 5 ~~~
 
Though I can’t forgive
and I am deaf to singing,
still I long for you.
 
~~~ 6 ~~~
 
Nothing that you do
can compel me to forgive—
stones lodge in my heart.

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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