Living in the shadows, of this contagions constant fear,
Who knows, whose end is far or near;
Prioritize what, in life you hold dear,
Analyze well, and use time wisely this year.
All are armed now, with a new perspective,
Thanks to the epidemic, that’s been very active;
People’s perception, is altered & they are receptive,
The life they are in, no longer seems defective.
Everyone is running around, being thankful,
As their life, suddenly seems tankful;
While I mope and know that, mine is nowhere near full,
The mere thought of last decades’ stagnation, hurtful.
When I look at all things, that have gone wrong,
I see that I have let life, string me along;
It’s high time I make, my present a bygone,
It’s time to pave way, for my future to carry on.
These questions, I sit and quietly ponder,
As forty hangs close, over the yonder;
Future at my grasp, just round the corner,
What shall I clasp, or let go I wonder?
What can I hope, to achieve with this change?
Will I find happiness, that has been elusive and out of range?
Will everything in my life, stop being so strange?
To find my new path, who all will I need to
estrange?
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