If Shakespeare to thus, I plead
For Argument’s sake
We all fall…The pestilence
The wrongs of life of his seed
My wanton heart it verily does break
Remember in memory of his only son
Lift my heart and so it bleed
My pen does for God’s own sake
We all fall…The pestilence
Fortinbras was sure to lead
Fiery my drowning soul to take
Remember in memory of his only son
Hopefully every man will someday read
My gift to all, may memory make
We all fall…The pestilence
Yes, you are reading of purpose indeed
Sitting there from the leaves own rake
We all fall…The pestilence
Remember in memory of his only son
About the Creator
Lee Roby
I published Trigonometry Simplified on Amazon. I like to write fiction as well as non-fiction. This is all a learning process for me and as I progress through this maze called life hopefully my passion and writing becomes greater.
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