Go To Sleep Exhausted

The clock is always ticking,
the hair just gets more gray,
we think we’ll live forever,
we always act that way.
But how many before us
fell into this same trap?
How many names forgotten
when we try to look back?
Is life just a wait for death,
or a new path we must tread?
Go to sleep exhausted,
you can rest when you are dead.

What is it you want to say?
What is it to dream to do?
Build a home, write a book,
have a wife and children two.
Explore hidden places
to see the wonders there,
Probe science’s secrets
to know what most wouldn't dare.
Do something so the future
will know the words you’ve said,
go to sleep exhausted,
you can rest when you are dead.

The universe will not care,
it’s a dead and soulless thing,
the duty to remember
falls upon just the living.
Will they see you as a cog
moving in some vast machine?
Or will they see a figure
who made manifest his dreams?
Let all the people to come
know you wouldn’t yield to dread,
go to sleep exhausted,
we can rest when we are dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Ermine Avatar
August 19, 2020 at 9:41 PM
You summed up this sage message with superb eloquence. Neat poetic implore. I really respect your ability to do that. Pleased to be your faithful Australian stalker...
Ermine Avatar
August 20, 2020 at 8:08 PM
You're my secret American pleasure, like to read you and feel you through your work.
Welch Avatar
August 20, 2020 at 4:36 AM
Stalking form Australia...hmm, I get the feeling that would require satellites. If that's the case, you should see me waving at the sky.
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