![]() Grace Of God Or FateA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)![]() Kind of a 'What if' bit of prose![]() An old man staggering and begging Outside the doors of Walmart… There but for the grace of God go I Perhaps most look askance Not even giving a second glance… There but for the vagaries of Fate go I Does the miscreant chuckle to himself At the naïve charity of strangers Or does there reside a tear in his eye His hands tremble…His eyes dart about Is his sad condition real Or just a well performed lie Life’s not always fair We all bear some sting Of outrageous misfortune But some do seem to bear more Than their fair share A seemingly outsized portion So how is it that they’re overweight How can they afford to smoke How can that be… if in truth they’re truly broke Perhaps their lives are Not all that meets the eye I can only surmise (and sympathize) And wonder whether It’s by luck, or fate That but for the grace of god …Go I… © 2016 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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1 Review Added on February 24, 2016 Last Updated on February 24, 2016 Author![]() David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..Writing
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