Golden Opportunities

Golden Opportunities
By GL Morris

Golden opportunities
Discarded as if nothing
For youthful, carnal pleasures
Is that our total worth?

Has love become a burden,
Loyalty a chore?
Has heaven been discarded,
For indulgence here on Earth?

What has the spirit here to do?
Where souls are but a bore
Where flesh alone is what we crave
And each becomes a whore

No fault of ours we often say
All credit to our form
We make excuses, often sad,
Sad that it is the norm

And only angels oft we say
Can save us from demise
Perhaps inherent wickedness
Inhibits all things wise

Of what can we be certain?
Who holds a heart that’s true?
What future blessings sacrificed
For excess here and now?

Golden opportunities
Discarded as if nothing
Without a thought we savage
From the moment of our birth