New Classic Poems – Contemporary Verse That Rhymes

New Classic Poems
Family Matters
The wicked men held us at bay.
I warned them there'd be Hell to pay,
"Repent yourselves! Desist or else
You'll never see another day."
Their guns were drawn, the crop was found,
I prayed to him whom I'd been bound,
"Send lighting Grandpa! Cast it on
These scavengers from Babylon."
They might have given us a round
'Cept just then, straight from out the ground
A rumbling rose beneath our feet
And lightning from the sky unwound.
It made the wicked men explode
To rain down dead upon the road.
Towards the sun that brightly shone
We made our way from Babylon.
I never sold the mother lode.
Instead we used the grass to goad
Our simple minds along a course
Towards examples Grandpa showed.
Some strength of will is all it takes
To learn from all your life's mistakes.
And now I needn't scrape or fawn
For broken meats from Babylon.
There's nights I dream, right racked with shakes,
Of needing truths while stuck with fakes,
Until my newfound balance sets,
Then, stilled and calm, my soul awakes
To visions of the other side
Where Grandpa's eyes burn righteous pride.
Consider, friends, next risen dawn,
What price you pay to Babylon.
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