A loner is out to get,
What he does desire;
Sound reasoning has yet,
Something to acquire.
A fool does not find joy,
In the understanding;
Expressing to employ,
Other views expanding.
When wickedness has come,
Insult will come along;
Disgrace to feel like scum,
When in contempt is wrong.
Words that come from the tongue,
Are like the deep water;
That overflows when flung,
Of thoughts from your daughter.
It is bad to be fond,
Of a wicked person;
You are easily conned,
For the wrong that was done.
A fool loves to argue,
Lips ready for battle;
Prepared to ruin you,
Like slaughtering cattle.
The words of gossip,
Are like swallowing greed;
For rumors from the lip,
Destroys the inner seed.
Those lazy in their work,
Relate to a vandal;
Acting just like a jerk,
Drag you in a scandal.
God is a strong tower,
Safe to run into it;
Any day and hour,
Aided by His Spirit.
Wealth is a strong city,
Thoughts of like a high wall;
But no one takes pity,
If it would take a fall.
Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer
