A Poem Inspired by
"Roots of the Delaware"
When we get to the root of a matter
We want to go straight to the heart
Knowing this, that may be easy
But where on earth do we start?
First remove every encumbrance
Purge off any loose dross
If it’s no longer useful or needed
Count it not a win nor a gain but a loss
Now, let’s not grow too complacent
It’s not as easy as it appears
Some people make it a habit
To collect so much junk through the years
Our lives are like a large river
Flowing on and on with no end
It’s only when a drought comes
That we see a devilish trend
Our hearts are full of silt and mud
Our heads are full of nonsense
It’s only when we remove the grime
That we’ll clean our cluttered conscience
A Poem Inspired by “Roots of the Delaware”
