Writing Type: Poem
By Jay B. Massey
VA Medical Center--West Palm Beach, FL
As evening shadows engulf the world,
creeping like a snail,
such evil things they do unleash;
yes, they do unveil.
It's said that one man's kingdom
should rightfully be his home.
As spiders weave their webs of thought,
they're his and his alone.
A man does spend his fortune on happenings to be.
The evil cast down on him were caused by only he.
Oh woe to those whose lives are ruled
by passion and desire,
for soon their hedonistic ways will set their souls afire.The gift of thought within you,
that's used so recklessly,
should give you peace for where you are,
not where you'd like to be.
Author's Note: Writing Aide and Typist: Kathy Romeo