Laney Poem by Randy McClave

Laney,
Look about yourself and see,
Where comes the hate and its decree
To whom first made your soul angry.
Then look at me.

Sit down and now ponder
Of your friends and family out yonder,
Who worried when you did wander
Who was a responder.
Then look at me.

Who gave you a smile from a wink
When your life was at its brink,
In your armor who saw your kink
Please, sit and think.
Then look at me.

Why would I ever tell a lie
Why would I want you to hate or cry,
Sit and ask yourself why
Who truly has that sty.
Then look at me.

Look about your family and your friends
Has any of them ever made amends,
Some ignores, few defends
Or are they just silent bookends.
Then look at me.

You are being led unconsciously astray
For you and others I still pray,
I am no part of your tomorrow or your today
Look at whatyour family and friends do and say.
Then look at me.

Randy L. McClave