Tables Are Turned Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
Tables Are Turned
T-he tables are turned
I-nto pulpits of truth;
N-egative things become pessimistic labor's fruit.
V-ile weather has turned
I-nto a beautiful day;
L-et the early beacon
L-ight up the forlorn gray.
A-n advantage is gained
F-rom the liability;
U-se the positive approach,
E-vading the incommodity.
R-ead thirtieth of July,
T-ill good lesson is learned;
E-rror has taught wisdom, the tables are turned.
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