Actions all haveconsequences,
Good – Bad –Sometimes tragic.
There is no magicpotion, salve or lotion
To relieve thepain.
No shelter fromthe pouring rain.
No medicine tonumb the senses.
All that anyonecan hope is
Enough rope tospan the gap.
Perhaps a map orsome direction
To belayconfusion,
A simple commonsense infusion.
Anything to calmand cope.
It helps to tradein honesty
Where murky roadsabound.
When all aroundconfusion stabs
The unrepentantsinners mind and
The elements wakeup to find us
On the brink ofdestiny.
Accept theverdict,
Reconcile.
A hero walks theextra mile.
Published on September 03, 2025 02:42