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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=382883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Rising Tides</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=382883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He who has lived in a bed of roses<br>can never know the plight<br>of all the things that can make life hell<br>or how it is to fight<br>to stay afloat in a sinking boat<br>when the tides are rising high.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=382883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">These things that are commonplace scenes for some<br>don't touch the bed they're in.<br>They spend their whole lives in luxurious riches<br>and always seem to win.<br>Divorced from reality they cannot see<br>when the tides are rising high.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=382883" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But the tides are rising for all of us, <br>the wealthy and the poor.<br>And there's no mountain that is high enough<br>to escape the rising shore.<br>So in the end all things will be evened<br>and both will sink or float.<br>For all will find that the bed of roses<br>makes not a sturdy boat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edwina+Reizer">Edwina Reizer</a></strong></div>

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