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Location: Hospers, Iowa, United States

2/16/2007

Taken For Granite

Has an epitaph been penned to place upon some stone.
So young they be, a tragedy, but they are not alone.
So many cast their lives away each day, by senseless deeds;
Forgetting moderation when it comes to sating needs.

How much should be too much, the question begs to ask.
Does one need to hear it from some hero with a mask?
Has impulsive conduct been allowed to run amuck;
Should self-control in people only become just by luck?

Early graves are being shoveled by their own two hands;
How they eat and when they move, its written in the sands.
Bombasted and encouraged by our callous marketing,
We’re told, “Noncompliance makes - life not worth a thing.”

Are our children being taught that waste and greed are wrong
Or are we living in it singing hypocritical songs?
When did we decide that excess is a needed thing,
Will it help when some bird stops upon our stone to sing?


by Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater

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