In a Time

In a time of secret wooing

Today prepares tomorrow’s ruin

Left knows not what right is doing

My heart is torn asunder.

In a time of furtive sighs

Sweet hellos and sad goodbyes

Half-truths told and entire lies

My conscience echoes thunder

In a time when kingdoms come

Joy is brief as summer’s fun

Happiness, its race has run

Then pain stalks in to plunder.


From Just Give Me A Cool Drink of Water Fore I Die by Maya Angelou, copyright © 1971 by Maya Angelou. Used by permission of Random House, Inc.

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