|
||||||||
|
Where there is no vision, There can never be hope; Dreams have no provision, In a future to cope. If no revelation, Then there is no restraint; No chance of salvation, No matter just how quaint. Without a prophecy, Then people run wild; No future will they see, No need to be mild. No reason not to sin, No need for dignity; Words cannot discipline, Without Divinity. Pamper from childhood, He will be ungrateful; With no values that stood, Later being respectful. Anger stirs up a fight, Makes a hothead do wrong; Pulling him from the light, And torment will prolong. Pride humiliates you, But respect if humble; Mirror image holds true, May cause you to stumble. Copyright © 2012 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
|
|
|||||||||
| |