Do Wrong To None Now From This Day Forward Poem by Terence George Craddock

do wrong to none now from this day forward
we can arise fresh each day to do battle with
our own sharp tongue any residue rising anger
even to live in moments of bliss is better than
to carry the weight of sadness bitterness
hate is a disease inflicting sickness tears
old age tears sorrow waiting upon revenge
seeking hearts we can choose to struggle against

hate to arise in peace
hope that we may live
moments of perfected
peace love in practise
for an eternity in
paradise thoughts...


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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