Clay and Dust -- A Poem by PappaBear

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  1. PappaBear

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    Men are made of clay and dust,
    And that is something you can never trust
    For mortal might is puny at best
    And the wicked, like the sea, cannot rest
    --Never rest, never rest, though try you might
    Try you must.
    Some day this evil man
    Will return to his clay and dust.

    I saw one rise in my younger years
    I followed him with bitter tears
    But clay and dust was all I found
    Sin seemed spread all around
    --All around, all around, Wash away
    Looking in the mirrors.
    Marley was right, the chain is struck!
    Bound by my own condemning fears.

    I held one close one Summer's Eve
    And I heard the promise to never leave
    But promises, like iron -- Did you know they rust?
    They crack and seam, and then they bust.
    --Break away!, Break away! Find me
    Where I grieve
    Dusty men and moldy women, too
    Never ending lies they constantly weave.

    A shadowed and burdened wreck of a man
    This was not exactly what I planned.
    But I must go on, I cannot stop
    No time right now this burden to drop
    --Hold it!, hold it! good and tight
    Make a stand
    Stand up with all your might
    Looks decieve, if you think it's grand.

    The broken shell upon the ground is scattered
    Others look on as if it mattered.
    People die clutching what they value best
    At the last even the wicked must seeming rest
    --Beneath the ground! Beneath the ground! But not yet
    Your dreams have only flattered
    'Tis not the end, my friend of clay and dust
    Judgment now comes while you grip that rag all tattered.

    Listen, my young one, and listen as I tell
    Men are nothing more since Adam fell
    But clay and dust, dust and clay
    Never believe all that they say
    --Speech! Speech! But faith
    is the escape of hell
    If that is the road you would travel
    Then this old man wishes you to travel it well.
     
  2. Artimaeus

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    [​IMG]I especially liked the line:

    Your dreams have only flattered
     
  3. Bartimaeus

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    PappaBear,
    This is a great poem, thanks I really enjoyed reading it. I am though perplexed by a few q's. Who is Marley? Does this poem touch some great tragedy in your life (it seems that you come round on the issue of Faith being the Victor)? I like the line "People die clutching what they value best". Truer words were never written.
    Thanks -------Bart (Hoping for a Veteran's forum)
     
  4. Plain Old Bill

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    Thanks for the poem.
     
  5. PappaBear

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  6. SAMPLEWOW

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    Thanks PappaBear

    That's a great poem! [​IMG]
     
  7. Mexdeaf

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    Hey, PappaBear, great poem. I kind of guessed of whom the second stanza was referring to. I love poetry with a message. Thanks for being humble enough to share it with us.
     
  8. Gold Dragon

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    Excellent!

    May God continue to use your gifts of language, creativity and imagery to bless His people.
     

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