Spare Thee Rod 2 Poem by Shanika marini Paul

ART THOU IN SHOCK OR IN SHAME'S GAME?
When thy ears were pierced with dismay,
Warned did I!
Ah yet to the ears of a fool.

Oh mercy, I beg as he now slaps the man
Who was once nine when he planned his first stand
To steal from the very family purse
But thou lulled him and never did hurt

Now he is twenty stealing and lying,
Living a life on illusions drive
Upon borrowed wings doth he fly,
With deceit and fraud shouldered with lies.

Tis too late thou art a fool
Hath thou forgotten my early tools
Trust, wealth, more fun and frolic
Thou gaveth it all and now abolish,

Tis too late for he will not learn,
knoweth he that thou would turn
Stealing and lying will conquer his name
and thou my love ought to be blamed