Fear not the weak, fear not the innocent, whose needs both rise and fall,
yet fear the man who by design deceive them one and all,
to many a man a chartered plan is often a fated course,
until the day, to his own dismay, he meets his own remorse.

For while he plans his own devices to carve his chosen prize,
he dares himself to sup with foes from which he cannot hide,
and leaves the doors long closed before wide open for all of those,
who dare to take and will to break the strong willed from their gold.

Of families dear and friendships rare who’ve stood the trials of life,
and lived to praise the better days of times where was provided,
a living song, so true to them, a dream born in the world,
removing fears and wiping tears as love did reign unfurled.

Take note to mind and teach to find the chosen rights from wrongs,
deliver not your foolish prides to chastise or dethrone,
another’s life, another’s ways, another’s wisdoms dear,
lest you find your slight of hand unable to wipe your tears.

Jade Jaspers