A Falling Sky

Once upon a time – no, I think that’s a bit trite Perhaps you’ll permit me to start the story right There was a young man given to pride Boastful and haughty, you could see it in his stride One day, his parents warned him not to follow the path That led to certain destruction, sorrow, and – gasp! The fool left their presence before hearing the full warning He cared not for their blabber, thinking all of it quite boring He set off for excitement, “Perhaps in the woods!” he believed Till he came to a broad road, oddly beauteous and serene “Is this the path my parents spoke of? No, it couldn’t be. And even if it was, there’s no danger that I can see.” As the boy walked forward, the road seemed to cajole him To act on his fancy, to obey his whim As he imprudently did. As for the rest of the story, I think you can guess What unfolded for his family was no short of a mess Blame was shifted, tears were shed For the boy’s unfortunate end From this sad story, evidently The imprudent action of one can cause the sky to fall for many.