Keep On Truckin
Keep on “Truckin”
Try Till You Die
Thoughts of Miracle Man
As my tomorrows lessen,
My today’s find me mired in a sea of pills,
Which extend life, while inhibiting my living it.
Others utter the words, can’t, shouldn’t, and don’t,
But these words only incite me to be more determined.
Idle talk, idle time, and being cautious have never been me; why begin now?
Most thoughts are of things locked away in my past,
While I crave those things that now are memories,
My focus is on eternity.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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