There Come a Time

When the words we write carry little meaning
There come a time when the love that we so desire never comes
There comes a time
When others offer prayer to assist but it just doesn’t matter
There come a time
When that smile we use to hide behind no longer works in concealing the pain
There comes a time
When our mind convinces our hearts that we just no longer care to go on
There comes a time
When our memories of lost loves choke us into regret
There comes a time 
when you see your in a fog with a way out only to realize how comfortable being numb has 
become
There comes a time
When we look to god for answers
Only to realize it’s our own actions that brought us where we are today
There comes a time
When we think we know everything no matter what age we are and never admit it due to 
foolish pride
There comes a time
When humans will wake from their sleeping shell and realize there is more to life than 
money only to discover it’s too late.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Palli Avatar
March 6, 2010 at 12:48 PM
So true, materialism reigns. Susan
Brown Avatar
March 3, 2010 at 5:47 AM
I enjoyed reading your poetry today Ron. Looking forward to reading more of your writing. It has been so very very long since you have posted. Love, Carol
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