Life According To Abdul
Life is a Janus-faced Siren--
Willfully whimsical,
Childishly headstrong.
It is death’s nemesis,
The soul’s swan song,
A black widow, a mirage,
A wily enchantress,
An elusive chimera.
Not everybody
get to realize their dreams,
Their fondest wishes,
Their most fanciful whims.
Some days you’ll get
to bring home the moon,
And days when you can’t
even light a candle to dispel
your haunting shadows;
There are times when you
can harness the whirlwind,
At times it’ll be a struggle
just to breathe to stay alive;
Sometimes the wind will be a zephyr
and at times a sweeping gale,
Sometimes the way will be
a long stretch of freeway,
And more often than not,
Oh, life will lead you
down a rocky road!
Sometimes you get
to ride the jaguar and
At times you
chug along on a jolty jalopy.
Tread lightly into her lair
Lest you provoke her ire;
A true confidant of Time
Together they play havoc
with the soul of man,
Stripping him of all his luster
Of all his flamboyant spirit--
Hold on to her
But not too dearly,
Let go off her
But not too lavishly,
Walk not behind her,
But neither lead,
Fall in steps with her
and waltz with
the beat of time!
~10/29/15
Life according to..." contest by Silent One
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2015
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