What You Ripple You Receive
A poem about someone's actions coming around.

You may never know the pain of that you cause and how it feels
Ignorance for your glasses; a glowing self-centeredness is your life
For so long you've been floating through the world, paying no recompense
That evil you wrought on the world at someone else's expense
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Heartlessness did abound from such a young age
Nothing about your soul unsullied by the dark doers you encountered
Then you forgot about your actions and their effects
Never being there to deal with your many painful wrecks
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It was never going to be their fault you do the things you do
That unconscious need to bring about such pain and suffering
To be half in and half out for so long leaves you ignorant of what's true
Good intentions paving a road to hell meant for two
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Along the road to hell, none of us ever escaped
You're the giant boulder thrust in the way of futures ruined
From one moment in time the effects still spill outward
If only that instant could be stopped with a simple word
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You never recognized the evils you cursed two worlds with
One thing held common no matter how hard they tried to forgive
The ripples never stop until their maker does things right
Your rippling effect upon their lives continues into one's dying light
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When we act, we should never be so careless that we throw things around
And remember it's not today's effects that we'll see or feel
Think not only of what we see, but stay true to what we know is ours
And let not our ripples grow to waves that our life it sours
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If you throw the rocks into the sea of despair
Be not surprised when you look out and see the crashing waves there
For the ripples you've created are bouncing around those cries
And like all others, nobody escapes their effects until someone dies
About the Creator
Jason Ray Morton
Writing has become more important as I live with cancer. It's a therapy, it's an escape, and it's a way to do something lasting that hopefully leaves an impression.

Comments (1)
More sage counsel, my friend. And so often it seems instead of allowing time to calm the ripple's tide, we toss another stone & make it worse. (Yes, I know, I am referring to that which I do far too often.)