too late

I aroused from a nap with these words, “We cry, too late.”

Now we cry, but it is too late.

Hell’s minions we loved to date.

Crying “God is Good,” we ignored our fate

Teaching all paths lead to Heaven’s Gate

Sinful life-styles we dared not hate

Any gender became a legal mate

Degrees of sin we would not rate

Every desire we did sate

Lacking patience, we would not wait.

Now we cry, but it is too late.


Image:  Clem Onojeghuo


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. pranabaxom says:

    We forgot to love till it was too late.

  2. oneta hayes says:

    Pranab, it seems I can’t make my comment go to the right place. Sorry. Hope you find this.

  3. oneta hayes says:

    I am mixed up all over the place with these comments, Linda and Pranab. Thanks to both of you and I wish you the best. Hope you can weed through what I was writing to you. I went out for my walking so didn’t get to you immediately. Have a good evening.

  4. “Now we cry, but it is too late!”
    Powerful words, so very true. We never cry before we meet our fate. Thank You, Oneta!

  5. calmkate says:

    following our desires can lead to trouble, we need some discipline 🙂

  6. Faye says:

    Wow! I relate this so clearly to all the crying children who were alive yet aborted as being inconvenient to someone else’s lifestyle and societal push to change and try to make the world in our image and not in the image of God who ‘created’. Much in your post has touched a deep chord in me. So much, so much more than what we ourselves give to our children but what God’s Perfect Plan was and always will be for His Children. Thank you for sharing.

  7. ALWB says:


  8. oneta hayes says:

    Thank you. Pray for our younger generation. They seem so unhappy.

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