One Day Poem by Mark Normand

One day not for sure, but still it
wouldn't be strange.
If in time when you have gone, your
name is spoken of in shame.
As a lesson taught to some, maybe
a tool to show the way.
Will you become an old fool who the
people cuss and say?
If you don't soon change your ways,
you will end up just like him.
Mean old fool would not listen and
he died full of sin.
Or will words kind and sweet, spoken
softly, and in love?
Be the words that people speak, when
your name is thought of?