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A Timeless Sleep
I remember when I was small and life was simple, When you got what you wanted by flashing your dimples, When the homework was what’s two plus two, When the hardest thing was tying your shoe, When the most boring thing was when naptime came around, When you would get in trouble for the smallest of sounds. But know things aren’t quite a simple, Not an inch of your face found without a pimple, Now the homework is Trig and Biology, Piling it on, no emotion, yielding to no plea, It’s not just tying them; the shoes have to look nice too, You have to know what’s it, whether it pink, red, or blue, Now if only I could find a good position to sleep, In this pile of homework that has become shoulder deep. And here we are again nearly 50 years later, Things still not being too much greater, Past all the times when we though our lives where tough, Living in the time where our heir is gray and skin is tough, Still where the cloths you wore as a kid, And the kids now where what your parents always did. You realize that you are the homework now, What happened 9/11, who did it, why and how, You squint your eyes, wishing the light was dim, It’s not the pimples now; it’s the wrinkles that replaced them, Know you’re ready for that nap taken so many times before, So you lie back in your chair and lean your head towards the floor…
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