EMPIRICAL DECAYA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.
High stakes players
Warn of dismal earnings
Fortunes vicious curse
Tired are we
The stooges
Self induced bewilderment
As Babylon crumbles
Rotten legacy
Insatiable greed
Empirical decay
Sad echo
Fleeting prominence
Cost of blatant arrogance
Hissing last breath
Robust hypocrisy
Alarming depth indeed
In a turbulent sea
So many ways to love
Sacred strand of hope
Spiritual lifeline
Manifest by holy grace
Time to surrender
Humble retribution
Only one solution
His brilliant light beckons
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2008
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2 Reviews Added on October 13, 2008 AuthorBill Grimes Jr.Madison, ALAboutMe Child of God at age 53 My heart belongs to my children The essence of my smile My reason to be My soul belongs to Jesus Christ I am because of Him Im a doting Dad Published wordsmith Music.. more..Writing
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