Grace Of God Or Fate

Grace Of God Or Fate

A Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)
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Kind of a 'What if' bit of prose

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An old man staggering and begging
Outside the doors of Walmart…
There but for the grace of God go I

Perhaps most look askance
Not even giving a second glance…
There but for the vagaries of Fate go I

Does the miscreant chuckle to himself
At the naïve charity of strangers
Or does there reside a tear in his eye

His hands tremble…His eyes dart about
Is his sad condition real
Or just a well performed lie

Life’s not always fair
We all bear some sting
Of outrageous misfortune

But some do seem to bear more
Than their fair share
A seemingly outsized portion

So how is it that they’re overweight
How can they afford to smoke
How can that be… if in truth they’re truly broke

Perhaps their lives are 
Not all that meets the eye
I can only surmise (and sympathize)

And wonder whether 
It’s by luck, or fate 
That but for the grace of god
…Go I…

© 2016 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)


Author's Note

David O Whalen  (O Haolin in Celtic)
yes I ignore punctuation intentionally and my word program likes to capitalize each line. (so I humor it!)

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This involves questions that any of us that takes time to notice has asked. No one wants to be fooled, but I tend to go by what I feel...sometimes, I trust, sometimes not. Could it be a bit of body language, or a look...I don't know. If our hearts tell us to give then we receive the blessing of opening our hearts no matter what the case may be. Most of the time I have gotten genuine and humble appreciation and I too feel as you say, "That but for the grace of god
…Go I…"

Posted 8 Years Ago



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David O Whalen  (O Haolin in Celtic)
David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)

Las Vegas, NV



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Born in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..

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