When Poem by John Sensele

When figments of the imagination swamp your mind
When figments of the imagination drive you blind
When years of happiness you're about to cast away
It's time to delay impulsiveness, it's time to pray.

When mad blood rushes to your head
When jealousy drives you into a perdition shed
When envy flies you where angels fear to tread
It's time to delay impulsiveness, it's time to put nonsense to bed.

When years of stability and maturity cry
When children and grandchildren to you shout goodbye
When years of professional competence are in jeopardy
It's time to delay impulsiveness, it's time to plead for mercy.

When distractions and frustrations overwhelm reason
When thought processes and taut abscesses abound in your season
When redherrings and flings pose as the ultimate
It's time to delay impulsiveness, it's time to hesitate and meditate.