Changed Into Song
Will the pieces of the life you’ve lived
come together at the end
Will the times that you reflected
straighten your path out, free of bends
Are the places that you visited
more than way stops that you chose
Are the feelings that you left with
still inside you—heaven knows
Are your children still in contact,
do they ask you what you think
Are your parents now forgotten
as you pour yourself a drink
Are the days now counted backwards
with the best all left behind
Does the silence serve to haunt you
with those things you cannot find
Does the laughter fall on deafness,
do the smiles pass you by
Are your friends now off your guest list
with no time then left to find
Are the pieces of your puzzle
pointed sharp, and ill to fit
Does your conscience wear a muzzle
with the blame an endless pit
Is it what you said you wanted
when you started down this path
Or are you now among the hunted
in a bad choice aftermath
If before you’re gone, one chance flew by
a difference then to make
Would you hang on tight to all the lies,
or embrace this change of fate
And if you do, the words will say,
you almost got it wrong
Before you called those choices back
—and changed them into song
(Grantham New Hampshire: March, 2015)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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