When Doubly Foul is the Fair

I sit on a rock and think

What if I fall off the brink!

What if a volcano erupts under

And rends my body asunder

What if all the snow on the Himalayas melts into water

And watery coffin sheets all the earth cover

What if I go to the road

And struck by a vehicle fall 

For any saving help

Before making a call!

What if

My enemies in the office

Surround me, pull me down

What if I am thrown out of the house

Without a roof over my head

What if I lose the little underpaid job I have

And have no food for my children and me!

What if

all the fears that plague me

Fall on my head one day

Will my existence stay?

My “what if worries”

Are not all unfounded

I may be an idealist

Or look like a philosopher

My roots are well grounded

My perceptions are correct and clear

My outer senses and internal powers

Have news that don’t cheer

All around blows stinky air

Where foul is foul,

And doubly foul is the fair!

My foes don’t know

Who behind me stands

He who keeps watch on me

Watches all souls in all lands

No one can tell me to fly away to the mountains

As long as God almighty is my strength

The most loving and kind who maintains

And cares for those who put their trust in Him

Will never allow evil to vanquish His beloved

They may have to suffer for long

In time to the joyous victory they’ll be led

Xavier Bage

Wed, Jan 13, 2016