Conclusions

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  1. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    An old poem of mine....

    Conclusions,

    If in age we are mold or in youth we are dust
    If we feast upon the tastiest breads
    Or choke on refuse, eating something we said
    In this make pretend world where the phantoms are real
    Where trap doors are laid by a hand to enseal
    All our cries and our questions away from the ears
    Of destiny's head, devising new fears

    Conclusions,

    Of one big umbrella to block out the rain
    Of dollars to pad our discomforts and gripes
    Amounting to proteins that fortify life
    While a ruby rests between tree trunk and rock
    In wait for its seeker to glimpse it and shout
    And fall to his knees to rescue the prize
    To find it's the glint of a crocodile's eye

    Conclusions,

    In heirlooms that pay for a livelihood's cost
    In alleys that hiss where the vagabond treads
    Narrowing in 'til the lungs rasp for breath
    While an orphan is searching for somebody's hand
    In the midst of indifference with nobody near
    And wanders the circus of strangers and streets
    To cry in a garden where guardians meet

    Conclusions,

    The future's invention from fiction unsung
    The earth of tomorrow that waits for our hands
    To roll into clay or rub into sand
    As we look for treasures and chains to unlock
    And winning solutions to life's paradox
    To calm all our queries and kill all our qualms
    The symptoms of living when knowing is gone

    -1983
     
  2. Aurora Gory Alice

    Aurora Gory Alice Well-Known Member

    That was great Pit
     
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Great poem :)
     
  4. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Thanxx!

    :IrishDoll:
     
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