I Once Knew a Man

I once knew a man
Who told of a time
Long Before Electricity
Long Before mine
He spoke of the distance
We've come in so few steps
From media to technology
Our mark is forever left
He spoke of seeing it all
As I listened in awe
The change of the century
And it's every flaw

For years I listened close
Hanging on his every word
Through the simplicity of the early days
Into the extremes that had occured
How he listened to the radio
Into the truth behind the lies
He'd been there and seen that
Decade after decade as it untied
Not until the moment of my existence
Did he bother to look back and reflect
And in the years that followed
I heard of all he'd done and regret

I once knew a man
Who'd spoke of mistakes
And with tears in his eyes
His torment gave face
The mark they had left
He would beg to be undone
And through his dying days
He admired the only setting sun
Counting down the moments
And taking me through his past
All of his hopes and ambition
Finally catching him at last

His dying words he left with me:
"To live each day and be happy alive"
And he left me there
I but 15, while he was 95
Then I closed my eyes
And woke up 15 years late
Life on a new level
And I on a different length
The cross roads are coming
Yet I know not where to look
I find myself in constant reflect
At all that my time has took
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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February 1, 2012 at 11:49 AM
I have truly enjoyed reading your poetry you have posted here at PoetrySoup. You are a very special poet and I wish you the best in your life and with your poetry. Two thumbs up to you K. C. Love and best wishes always, Carol
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