You Wake Up To Find Out Black and White Are the Same

You Wake Up To Find Out Black And White Are The Same

He said, yes, fear Fate when curves destroy the straight line
When the circle turns into a huge blacken square
And malignant rocks are the food on which you dine
And your saddest night's memories are what you share
Life spins out its tangles to catch cowardly fools
And dawn dances on the sweet memories you hold
Your build your comfort house on sand, with rusty tools
Loss catches you because on folly you are sold
Rumor and lies fly in to create a false truth
Your few friends believe you to be stark raving mad
You try and try to salvage your sad failing youth
Nobody believes your because tall tales are bad.

Life seems to be wrong and a most vicious game.
You wake up to find out black and white are the same.

Robert J. Lindley, Sonnet

Nov. 5th 1975
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Fowler Avatar
August 13, 2023 at 7:49 AM
Interesting what we write as youth and what we write as "mature". An enjoyable read Robert. Thanks for sharing! :)
Lindley Avatar
August 13, 2023 at 8:28 AM
Thank you, my friend. Yes, that is so true. "Maturity sinks into us with a code. We change our lives and we travel onward. With our horse so much deeper west we rode. To our surprise life was still very hard. And trouble was the tempting lies world told."" God bless you..
Dietrich Avatar
August 9, 2023 at 12:35 PM
1975 hmm, I was just a baby then. Hahaha. JUST KIDDING> that was the year I got married!
Lindley Avatar
August 13, 2023 at 8:22 AM
I was just 21 then. And still married to my first wife that did me so wrong later on. God bless.
Dietrich Avatar
August 9, 2023 at 12:34 PM
so interesting, this dark poem, Robert. I see it's a golden oldie as well, keep bringing them!
Lindley Avatar
August 13, 2023 at 8:21 AM
Thank you, my friend. That was indeed a bad time in my life, when I wrote this one. Back in the 70's Iwas still wild.
Downing  Avatar
August 8, 2023 at 7:54 PM
Hello Robert, an oldie but goodie. Life has a funny way of showing.. Hope you’re doing well, my friend. Good to read you again :)
Lindley Avatar
August 9, 2023 at 7:59 AM
Thank you, my friend. So true, I could have never guessed what all life has brought me. Meaning the good and the bad. We live with that which we get my friend. God bless you..
Romios Avatar
August 8, 2023 at 5:25 PM
Life is for sure, a learning process. I did learn for my deceased husband at age 18, to questuion everything, I think you have seen this in my poetry, my life is about not buying into anything or anyone, If I do, I will end up stabbed, mocked or ignored. A site is no different than real life. Loving people exist and those out to kill you..God sees all we do. Just do good?a very thoughtful write Pangie
Lindley Avatar
August 9, 2023 at 7:58 AM
Thank you, my good friend. You were blessed with a wise husband and faith. Yes, but no place is perfect= not with humans involved as we are imperfect creatures. Sad but some are wicked and like to harm others. God bless//
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