Then and Now

Once there was a time (of course, not so long), I was, in body and mind, not so strong; Any death, as though it's my own, scared me, Mishaps and blood I couldn't dare to see...! Then, when I saw while slowly growing up, Kith and kin from the cup of death did sup; Though, sorrow brim-filled, for days I cried, wept, The thickness turned like snow by soft sun swept...! Money and mundane luxuries, further, Pulled me far from realities, rather; Death seems to me now as though a routine, Like drinking tea or normal morning clean...!!! I philosophize death, theologize, Moralize today; spiritualize; Exhibit explicit crocodile tears, Isn't my conscience, yet, simply on airs...? 03 January 2023 Then and now Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker