Life has boundaries. May we respect those boundaries…
Book Ends
We live
Fore the time being
In a whirled
Sow illiterate
That disrespects
The bookends of life
The sacred nest
Of awe human life
And the reverence
Of Mother Earth
Soully making degrade
In the mettle
We choir for generations
And regenerations
Wee must depose the gauntlet throne
Parading their disdain
Too end life
As we no it
In a vane tempt
To buy pass realty
And billions of other subjects
We must read the future
And the passed
To a sure good
In awe
Of the book of life
