Water To Wine Poem by Juan Olivarez

Water To Wine



Nothing man made can stay,
Everything corrodes with age.
It will all be gone someday,
It doesn't matter how you rage.

Men make plans in unity,
And the good Lord only smiles.
He knows all about our vanity,
And the sorrow it compiles.

Age corrodes all man made things,
Our nature is not divine.
And unlike the King of Kings,
Our water does not turn to wine.

10/20/10 Alton Texas

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 08 November 2017

Good one my friend. Truth.

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