He checks off tasks as they are done.
Tomorrow there’s another wake.
Today he wonders should he take
those profits his investments won?
While counting on the routine sun
productively he wastes his day.
Tonight in Sodom there’s a play.
He’ll miss that wake. The dead don’t mind.
He wonders if he’ll ever find
the reason why. No time to pray.
Ronovan Hester offers the rhyme word “wake” to be used in a B line of a décima having rhyme pattern ABBAACCDDC for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
Ha Ha. I guess the dead don’t mind!
Great poem.
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Thank you, Michael!
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Frank,
So good! I could hear the voice straight out of Christ’s Parable of the Rich Fool.
pax,
dora
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Thank you, Dora! That is a good parable to associate with this.
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A fool and his money . . . nicely done, Frank. 🙂
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Thank you, Mark! There’s more to life than money.
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Sober warning before its too late!
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Thank you, Jim!
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My pleasure!
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