A Toast to Life

 

The Mocker’s Cry

By Sheila King

"Here's to the child who still asleep

knows not, nor cares that angels weep.

Here's to the youth who stirs to wake, yet

drugged with pride falls back to dream.

Here's to the man who opens his eyes, sees

the time and sets his mind some good deed to do.

Then done, reaches out to catch the last warm bits of sun.

Here's to the old man though full awake, must

now slumber, must now take his place along with

those whose hearts did break to hear the Mocker’s stinging cry....

Wake up!  Wake up!  It's time to die"

Then in that moment in the twinkling of an eye,

Love pours out with all it has to give

“Wake up my child, it’s time to live!”

 

© 2012 by Sheila King