Fortunes rise and fall as caps upon the main
Blank clouds rise up and rain falls much the same
Smiles wax and wane in some sad strange refrain
Monotony will drive us all insane
Love lifts glad hearts and souls to dizzying heights
And yet to treacherous jaws that cruelly bite
Where pain there felt is ever great not slight
She swore in faith to be true blue but naught
‘Twas not there mine but other hearts she sought
While me a fool yet for a nickel bought
We give away our lives too cheap it seems
And gorge our souls on low caloric dreams
While hearts make due with unfulfilling schemes
Perhaps it’s not much more than death I crave
And of that passage will I be frail or brave
No pain is felt it seems within the grave
But where for here by faith should I now go
I see the hanging noose swing to and fro
As if but winds of Heaven shakes stern no
I stand stock still above the craggy shore
Is this the best of life or is there more
That question now does silent gods implore
Shall I yet languish ever by this sea
The here and now and for eternity
All sun and shadow show your face to me
In some charade of life’s perversity.
© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.
Loubert S Suddaby poems 