View Full Version : What goes around comes around...

12-23-2004, 11:24 AM
Six humans trapped by happenstance, in black and bitter cold.

Each one possessed a stick of wood, or so the story is told.

Their dying fire in need of logs, the first woman held hers back,

For on the faces 'round the fire, she noticed one was black.

The next man looking 'cross the way, saw one not of his church,

And could not bring himself to give, the fire, his stick of birch.

The third one sat in tattered clothes; He gave his coat a hitch.

Why should his log be put to use, to warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought, of the wealth he had in store,

And how to keep what he had earned, from the lazy, shiftless poor.

The black man's face bespoke revenge, as the fire passed from sight,

For all he saw in his stick of wood, was a chance to spite the white.

And the last man of this forlorn group, did naught, except for gain.

Giving only to those who gave, was how he played the game.

The logs held tight in death's still hands, was proof of human sin.

They didn't die from the cold without. They died from the cold within.

gene dobies
12-23-2004, 11:33 AM
Very good Kyle. I like it. There is a LOT of truth spoken in the story.

12-24-2004, 04:02 PM
I rarely/never see people like that..

Guess Iím lucky

12-26-2004, 12:42 AM
Mark; You know those jet ski's last summer? AND the I/O with the tuber by the course? You know those people! 8p