Poem -

AYE....

Aye...
Let the young ones
Have it...

Let them play around 
With hearts...
Allow them 
The illusion
The importance
Of their parts...

Let them 
Break and spill
And Heal
And fill
For isn't that 
The way?
The very thing
That brought 
US
Here...

Screaming
Into day?

Though 
I do not search
For sympathy
I'm wise now
To the joke
Relieved 
In truth
To have no part
In matters 
Of this life...

Or heart...

For tis 
Little more 
Than 
Burden
And paths 
That bend and sway
And winds 
That blow down houses
If truth will have
It's say...

So
Let the young ones
Have it...
Let the young ones
Reign...

For life will soon
Invite each one
To party
In the pain...

Aye...

Let the young ones
Have it
Have it all
I say
For I am weary
And no longer wish
​​​​​​To partake
Of life's 
Game...

Aye....

Marion Price(2020)

 

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E.J. Waling

Hi MP

This is a wonderful little piece. Poignant understanding born in experience.
Well done!

JP

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Marion

Hi John...I tried to write it from the perspective of a hardened old man...I could see him in my mind sitting in his chair, smoking his pipe, taking his glasses off and rubbing his eyes in weariness. His words..not mine lol ? Thankyou my friend ?

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Jill Tait

Very true Marion youngun’s think they know it all tho xxx

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author
Marion

Just like we did???? Thanks Jill ?

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author
Marion

Ha ha...lol...unfortunately you are not old enough to be the gent I had in mind...lol, though he exists somewhere in my head too...hugs ?

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