Dear Children Poem by Frank (Black) Blacharczyk

Dear children, let us not love with words or speech
but with actions and in truth*
The deafening sound of love lightens the load
Beginning has an end the end has a beginning
One step from insanity two steps into it
If only life would follow the script I wrote
But pages have been ripped out lines deleted
Like a sinking ship I fell on all fours
Looking for my dreams like fallen change
I prayed as I searched how could I lose
Trouble finds me even when I've made a deal with God
life plays tricks sometimes but when life plays its hand
it never loses never surrenders
The final scene the ending
The outcome depends on the bet

Frank Black Blacharczyk
*1 John 3: 18 NIV