So Solemn An Object Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

So solemn an object, to death do not defy,
for it will leave you by the side.

For the fool cannot forgive, nor the wise,
even as they live.

Drenched in sin, let no man die unless he
can tell why he has forsaken mankind and
left the wine of truth be drowned in lonely
ways.

While lies, so proudly march by us, outlasting
the wisdom of the wise.

Such knowledge is a farce and no truth be found
in it.

Let all men die in want of it, even had they been
led astray in the common ways of life, so shall
they be led back to it in the end.

(1970)