We held our hands <br />just you and me. <br />And gave our vows. <br />No kidding. <br /> <br />We do our dance, <br />just you and me. <br />Not East, nor West, <br />nor North or South - <br />we welcome no new bidding. <br /> <br />So, if the whole world cannot see, <br />that ancient values count, <br />and that we choose not to be free, <br />we'd rather just be bound. <br /> <br />Temptation does not have strong wings, <br />it's mostly dye and make-up, <br />yet it attempts to boycott things, <br />wrecks havoc, sin and shake-up. <br /> <br />And when temptation comes a-flutter, <br />so many see the glitter, <br />they turn their lives then into clutter, <br />the end will then be bitter. <br /> <br />So, have a look at who you are, <br />and, more importantly: <br />See who you're with, close by, not far <br />and use your eyes to see. <br /> <br />And if you lead your eyes astray, <br />'twill make your vision evil. <br />If that is you, then let me say: <br />You're nothing but a weevil.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-my-attic-viii/
