Laney

Laney, Look about yourself and see, Where comes the hate and its decree To whom first made your soul angry. Then look at me. Sit down and now ponder Of your friends and family out yonder, Who worried when you did wander Who was a responder. Then look at me. Who gave you a smile from a wink When your life was at its brink, In your armor who saw your kink Please, sit and think. Then look at me. Why would I ever tell a lie Why would I want you to hate or cry, Sit and ask yourself why Who truly has that sty. Then look at me. Look about your family and your friends Has any of them ever made amends, Some ignores, few defends Or are they just silent bookends. Then look at me. You are being led unconsciously astray For you and others I still pray, I am no part of your tomorrow or your today Look at whatyour family and friends do and say. Then look at me. Randy L. McClave