The Way We Were
We're senior delinquents
modeling our lives after those times when they were so new
and all the rules were irrelevant disruptions
to everything we felt and experienced.
Our passions weren't lived to their full potential
and now we want to make up for our omissions.
But we can't help but notice you down there,
the same as we were.
Destined be be the same as we are.
To us you are equally amusing
and horrifying.
All the baroque seriousness you place on your little lives.
You have no idea the tangle of trouble ahead of you.
The useless energy you'll spend on desperate
subterfuge and out and out lies.
You have no idea of the nowhere it'll get you in the end.
You have plans. You have dreams.
You have lessons to teach and children to raise to be just like you.
A cookbook life.
But you have no idea what's really going on around you.
There is a complex wind blowing just above your heads.
Maybe if you stood up taller and noticed us
we could avoid all this.
We can't really blame you, though,
what with all the commercial viability you represent
and all the raw material you wield
and all that is at stake.
And all the sales pitches whirling around you.
It's tough. We don't deny that.
None of that means we can't enjoy a bit of fun at your expense.
Laugh a little at your predictable foibles.
God knows we deserve it.
No one takes us seriously anyway, including ourselves.
So, enjoy it all. It's yours. But do try to relax a little now and again.
And remember what we have said.
Because soon we will be gone and you will be us.
Copyright © William Craychee | Year Posted 2018
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