Posted by Admin on 26 June 2006, 12:00 am
In this life we daily see
with aching hearts and anxious eyes,
Apollyon claim victory,
which presages complete demise
of all we once revered.
In arrogance from God now turned,
Man lives with simian zest,
nor thinks of how remorse one day
his conscience will invest:
for it most wisely has been said
sin’s wages must in time be paid
according to the life one’s led,
how counterfeit one’s masquerade.
While he who from Pope’s magic spring
Pierian wisdom has acquired,
and to the heights let thought take wing,
abjuring all the flesh desired,
to age matures unseared.
T. C. Hudson
© T. C. Hudson.
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