Wednesday, October 26, 2022

Troubled Times


down the road a spell, a man sits  

with a shotgun across his lap...

he has taken a notion that strangers

are coming up the holler...

down the road a little farther, a man sits

with a hoe on his lap wishing it was

real since his wife passed two year ago...

down the road even a little further,

sits a man with a bible in his lap

wishing his congregation of two

would show up to church...

we live in troubled times, everyone

says who seems to know a thing or two,

yet the trouble never never seems to

stop or visit another valley where

life is the way it's always been...

days to nights and nights to days

weeks to months and months to years

and in the passing of a decade we

rejoice that we are moving closer

and closer to death...  and the end to

all the grief that we have encounterd.


17 October 2022


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