POEM: Man
Published 12:08 pm Tuesday, June 9, 2020
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Fist raised with words said
tempers flare with blood shed
Hammers pound to nail the cause
trying to control and keep the law
Man with his nature in
a bucket of nails and a heart of sin
A fiery pool and flames that burn
in his mind there is no concern
Power and control is the game
right or wrong it’s all the same
When freedom’s gone with nothing said
the dove that sang has quietly fled
The gem created by God’s loving hand
shows the dark side of fallen man
When will man turn and get it right
and the dove returns in its peaceful flight
Gatewood Woosley
Winchester