MY LONG LIFE
I have lived a long life of 86 years,
now I relive my past memories of hopes and dreams
when I was young and thoughts of success abounded
as well as lascivious ideas of encounters with sex
Sitting beside a wide open window needing paint
the slowly moving clouds did not seem in a hurry
and neither did my energy
Before, I relaxed carefree in the sultry afternoon
But as a youth I knew my future lay ahead
with a myriad of human experiences carefully planned
but outside my house a different, raucous world existed
and like men busy working to overtake tomorrow I worried
Beings living in lovely green mint flavored woods
look on me with curious stares, a Monarch Butterfly flutters
its wings flap silently not wanting to disturb the peace
the world dies in the roar of cannons the butterfly has no guilt
Wild creatures do not contribute to the chaos, they choose Nature
I look forward to my next experience in the unknown
but we, on this earth, will not cower in the dark
shaking in fear of the inevitable; it will be what it will be
Yet, we tremble with trepidation; we are flawed
Even in this hour of Man’s consummate violence
we stand in awe of his unbelievable stupidity and
inhumanity he displays against each other
But we, the 'learned', will show no fear only compassion
Evil will do what Evil does for a short minute
but goodness will prevail as it is in God’s Matrix,
this I know, my old creakin' bones tell me so.
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