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Reality 2


Proverbs 28:21 

21 To show partiality is not good,
Because for a piece of bread a man will transgress.

 

Reality

 

It all appears the same to me

Even people seem that way

Incomplete in every day

Not much makes up indifference

 

We are all alike you and me

We seem to be made that way

Trying just to survive day to day

With an attitude of persistence

 

“Life” seems to be worth a dime or two

To whoever can make the change

A penny here a nickel there

Seldom a dollar bill

 

Always the simple:”Howdy do”

By the oft real deranged

Who we seemingly meet everywhere

In search of a simple thrill

 

Jan Wienen

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