It is a rule, I think,
From the Start of Everything.
Darkness always must come first
Before the Stars can Sing.
No matter how Black
The bad thing really feels,
It cannot go from bad to Worse
Without Goodness on its heels.
And from our many foibles
And Monumental Blunders,
We must learn valid lessons
To discover Any Wonders.
But Dark the road ahead now seems,
And the Light We See is far away.
But steadily we trek towards the dawn,
And Bright Lights of another Day.
***** I really had in mind another long and laborious complaining post today. But somehow it only morphed into doggerel verse. Sorry about that. Bad poets can’t help but inflict the stupid thoughts in their poet-guts on the unsuspecting sometimes. While I’m at it, I haven’t yet shared with you the FREE BOOK PROMOTION for March. This book, celebrating its first birthday, is free from this moment until midnight tomorrow night, 3/23/21.