SIGNS OF THE TIMES
SIGNS OF THE TIMES
Out of the stronger came forth much sweetness selah.
The stone that the builder refused is now the cornerstone.
Says the wise pride goes before a fall that’s a tall tail.
A September storm is coming to prepare to shelter the fall.
Give a strong drink to the weak let him forget his misery.
There is much to do about nothing if there is something wiser and anew.
A dainty dish set before a king the people are waiting in the dew.
Roll back the tide time and the tide waits for no man only the fly.
On the mountaintop, you hear a faint whisper only to sigh.
King is not wearing clothes no one cares about a child's prediction.
Empty Wallet is a fool story, the rich will have to contribute assumptions.
The fisherman's catch is shared in measures but they rebuke fiction.
The North wind blows rooster crows the dawn of new day restrictions.
A line of patriots' fallen heroes senseless slaughter yet no gain corrections.
A man's pride uplifted him but yet fools cry out for retribution provocation.
Walking along a journey will cover a multitude of superstitions and beliefs.
Day by daily hour by hour waiting for the next train to condemnation repetitions.
A TONGUE TWISTER
Crumble rumble to the jingle.
Chris Cringle and Mr. Pringle
Sleigh ride with Bumble Dinkle
Tingle Cringle Dinkle and Jingle
Into the Mist poetry volume 9 poet story.
For Timeless poetry poet Kenvil Atkins Lewis.
