Forced Solitude Poem by James McLain

So you have survived your youth and that now time for you draws near.
About their religion not yours,
Be not impatient when demands on yours by them are made.

When forced to retreat from life and solitude is long, think of those who
Are no longer living,
That tried to cling to the wind and in their passing, knew not where they where.

The Lilly and the Rose held gently by their necks or if needs arise,
When in a lonley place.
Together they can rise to meet the sun and shine their light in each dark place,
And all by seeing it is done know peace.

Respect is but a word a word of worth of worth you have and in abuse,
One shouldn't use, because one with power can.
Never once the wise in youth have learned to rob the blind of sight.

Thus when it comes the night the dawn do not be afraid unless in life,
A moral compass to you came to late to use.
Then your weeping all will hear and hear the shame in how you lived,
In going there to where no light has come before.