age sits on one shoulder
enlightenment on the other,
wisdom hides itself in the
pocket of my t-shirt...
old eyes strain to see the
goodness in people while
my fading hearing continues
to listen to promises that
are never fulfilled... I am
left with the wonderment
of death that we all must
face at different times in our
lives, some of us hope for
longer lives while others
want their time on earth
to be over and done with;
magic flows through the
air like faith in search of
believers... destiny is what
we play with each day as
search for our place in life
that others have found so
easily... time buries its
dead in shallow graves so
the forces of nature can
discover their whereabouts,
taking them home with all
others who felt like life
owed them more than just
a few years of struggling.
December 6, 2023
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