Inherit The Wind

Proverbs 11:29 , "He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind".

Payton and I

Deeps the need as long's the road

we tread on the silent ground

To seek the path along home

where our hearts and love abound

 

Time is the fire in which we burn

around the hearths where we sit

It feeds the body and the soul

with the hearts our minds have lit

 

From the edge of the unknown

we proudly tell all our tale

Wonders we have seen ourselves

as the old folks laugh and wail

 

Poor's the man who rails his own

for to him no fruit shall bloom

Wind and fury know his name

as echo to the silent room

 

Barren is life that lacks a child

for it knows no magic hour

Like tarnish to a silver cup

its life never seems to flower

 

Rich is the man who mends his ways

his path be strewn with gold

The child that blooms within his light

grows to love him when he's old

 

 

Author's Note

Only through children can we advance mankind. It is our duty. It is our greatest joy. To pass what we have learned to the next souls in our line. If we are kind about it they will remember us fondly. Pushing mankind on to the inevitable destiny. I can't say I know what that is, but the remembering of one another is enough for me.
I had a great great grandmother born in the back of buckboard wagon in Missouri. The date was 1878. She lived a long life. In that time she saw the end of child labor. The invention of electricity. With it came electric motors of the industrial revolution. The car ,light , movies.At the age of 90 she even witnessed a man step on the moon. In the last century we advanced further than in all other centuries put together.It was a time of wondrous adventure. It saw the end of the boundless west. And on to the new frontier. I treasured the stories she shared with me in the years I knew her. A bottomless well of knowledge, learned from a long, long life.This is why I think it is necessary to pass along all she taught me, along by all I have learned to the future from the past. Immortality in our descendants as they walk life's long road into the future.

Reviews

[CherryBomb]

You pulled me in my the title..
Great write!

[Kaotic Barbie]

Very well put together. Very good write.

[Chirinos20]

Thanks for sharing this poem. It is true, all knowledge that can do good in this world should be passed on. The future generations should know of the old ways. Of all the hard work that it took our father's and grand father's to get this world to where it is today.

Chirinos20

[RJ620Win]

great job tate, love the way you expresses your feelings in writing...

[Kasey Jones]

Nice opening stanza. The picture and title fit perfectly with the poem. It flows nicely, and has a very strong message.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

There's always hope...but sometimes it's the devil to find. A touching tribute to the effort of the afflicted.

[R J Askew]

I like the poem and share its sentiment having three wallet wevils of my own. But all is not rosy. I often see two lines, the one representing my decline is sloping down, the other representing their growth slopes upward. The two crossed long ago underscoring a certain King Learish sadness to life. But then I wld hate not to have children. I have this terrible smug superiority over all those who choose not to have children. Yet, my intellect tells me that there are already far, far, far too many of us and that if any of us are to suruve, we have to address this issue of our abundance. I can think of nothing worse than an overcrowded city where I am tripping over people. This breeds terrible resentments and makes me an evil competitor. Such is our contrary nature it seems.

[Ladysue]

A lovely written piece that has depth and meaning. A wonderful flow too. Beautiful....

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

I especially enjoyed the last stanza...I am glad that I chose this one to read..Sunflower

[KaySea]

nicely written