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OUTRUN AGE

 

With whatever grace you have left

After the hurtful encounters

With this other side of life

Where the outcomes are not chosen

Where fate is not your friend

And where your efforts to mend

Can go unanswered

Draining joy and exuberance

As the chemicals decay

And on with life goes the pilgrim.

Once such a noble duty

Now no co-pilot

You steer and navigate on the fly

As meteors glance off knees and hips.

As proton bombardment ensues

With the shield down

To get some feeling back

Into the body that once flew

That could leap mental hurdles.

Could outrun age.

Accelerating to the point of no friction

Inertia sending the body forward

No gravity kicks in

It seems it will last forever

And then miracles cease

            Happy smiles somehow concealed

            A mask of calm

            A slight wry grin

            Waiting for another sun to rise

            And with hope for life

            Those closest and bound to for life

            Become solace and

            purpose at the same time                      181030.1

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