The Golden Key (By L. Tearney) Poem by Andrew Wright

The Golden Key (By L. Tearney)



A brain that forever remains inactive,
That accepts but does not think,
Will never see those things that are attractive,
That lies at success's brink.
For it's not those who seek only laughter,
And can ne'er serious be,
That the satisfaction of something mastered,
To boredom acts like a key.
For better a key than idleness and laughter,
The only key to success,
Just give the brain something to master,
It is the master key that will lock up depression,
And open success's door,
It will give you a start on the road of progression,
Where others have travelled before.
It is not that laughter's useless to you,
To take the place of dull care,
But something that is useful and fruitful to do,
Is better, gets you somewhere,
Laugh and be merry, Yes but this must not lack,
Something to learn while you are here,
Something to take you from that deep, well worn track,
Of Boredom, Worry, Despair

Friday, July 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: education,hope,war memories
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Andrew Wright was a Prisoner of War, captured at Dunkirk. This poem is taken from a notebook he kept while in the POW camps. It is difficult to believe that the writers of all of these poems were men who had in the main left school at the age of 14. Where he attributes the poem to an individual I have included that attribution. Andrew Wright died in 1987. These poems were uploaded by his son.
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