The Victims
Hardship has always been a season of life;
no one born can escape its throes;
wisdom outlines all reasons for strife;
necessity demands it’s imposed.
Life cannot be measured by material success;
materiality exists, but a season;
the Master insists we all face duress;
love is the ultimate reason.
Everyone born; is destined to be a victim;
tho it isn’t to be a badge of success;
commanded by the Master; it is his dictum;
love is confirmed under stress.
Many today lay false claims to victimhood;
“no one has ever suffered like me”;
everyone living is a victim of motherhood;
sorrows create what is to be.
Envy and pride thinks only of oneself;
pride becomes prone to lie;
love commands thinking of everyone else;
envy and pride must die.
Everyone living is destined to die;
so all become victims of death;
God wipes away tears from each eye;
love never has a last breath.
We’re all part of life’s book; God’s written;
and tho this truth may seem odd;
we are the guilty; by the Master, forgiven;
the only true victim was God.
Monty 7/14/23. # 1,681