Face the Music
We've all been down the path,
between hither and yon.
But don't know where we're going,
or what train we’re on.
Until we face the music,
on that distant dawn.
So loud and clear it comes,
when Gabriel blows his horn.
The journey's hard and steep,
on the many paths we choose.
It's easier to slide backward,
so easy just to lose.
We can't hold back the waters,
as they grow from our misuse.
And build up over years,
to a flood of our abuse.
It's then we face the music,
on that distant dawn.
So loud and clear it comes,
when Gabriel blows his horn.
When passion turns obsession,
we must realize our fate.
For if we don't realize it,
it may be way too late.
On the other side of nowhere,
is a land of make-believe.
To think that land is somewhere,
is only to deceive.
So we must face the music,
on that distant dawn.
So loud and clear it comes,
when Gabriel blows his horn.
Copyright 2016 © Ronald W. Hull
1/28/16
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Deborah
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Kathy
Eventually when Gabriel blows his horn..
We all must face the music...
Let's hope that Dawn is still
Pretty distant!
Diana...
The journey's hard and steep,
on the many paths we choose.
It's easier to slide backward,
So easy just to lose.
Those lines sort of characterize the difficulties I've had throughout life. On the other hand, the apostle Paul said, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”
Your work is always top-drawer, Ron, and this piece is a wonderful, interesting read throughout. You have definitely made your readers think.
David Lee Thompson
Rebecca
Love ya!
Jane
John
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Dan
Another thought-provoking poem!