No Bell to Dwell
“How much easier it is to be critical than to be correct.”
(1804 – 1881)
A Cause for Pause
A Limericked String, No Bell to Ring
His world view matches not our own,
And yet, we recognize renown –
A global prize,
Before our eyes,
Awarded ‘ere the man’s full grown.
Although the razor scrapes his chin,
And tailored trousers graze his shin,
In Lincoln’s chair,
He pens profoundly, ears to win.
What answers may his chimings bring,
As multitudes his praises sing?
Will words grow feet
And deeds complete?
Can verbal charm true changes bring?
How many, idle, long to toil –
Their stomachs empty, all a-roil?
These, having heard
A promised word,
May still await the victor’s spoil.
An oratorio unkept
Could indicate he’s overstepped.
Perhaps the truth
Though it be hardest to accept.
Accomplishments and answered fears
Are best acknowledged in arrears.
As years elapse,
We’ll see who’s wet behind the ears.
Posted for a variety of prompts:
Easy Street Prompts (“world view”)
Heads or Tails (“cause”)
…In Other Words… (Disraeli quote)
Meme Express (Pick-a-Prompt)
Monday Poetry Train (poem/s)
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