The Mortality Poem

i think I’m ready to die

no

i don’t mean suicide

just

nature will run its course

it’s the knackers for every broken horse

friends are few

and lovers less

i see again

this world’s a mess

i’m older now

just feeling blue

it’s ten-cent words

for me and you

i think I’m ready to die

still, i don’t mean suicide

i mean, i feel it now

it’s understood

there’s rust and s**t

under the hood

feeling time

bearing down

feeling time

coming ‘round

but today

it’s not my fate

it’s just an hour

growing late

i feel it though

it’s in my bones

everyone is sick

we’re all alone

but for now I’ll grab my shoes

don’t you know

we’ve got a race to lose

we prayed til dawn

we had some fun

all the things we do 

under the sun

but

i can’t help but feel

no uncertain one

i can’t help but feel

one day 

it’ll all be done

Author's Note

I'm tired, boss.

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

Brilliant. Wish I had some critical comment, but I just have to repeat "Brilliant". ~Jim

[John Sullivan]

Much... much too kind... (I'm listening)

:P

Cheers.

[Pete]

we all feel that way at times. "Unto each of us is appointed one death" - Hebrews 9:27

i think i'll wait for jello day at the nursing home.

[John Sullivan]

I thought I had responded to this one, my bad. I agree about jello day. With that little dollop of whipped cream on top...

[Thomas W Case]

Honest, weary, and lucid — this feels like an acceptance of time rather than a surrender to it. The clarity here is what stays with me.

[John Sullivan]

Thanks Tom. It was a rough year. Cheers, all the same, and happy New Year!

[yorkie]

we all lose the final race my friend . its just the way we choose to lose is with defiance or acceptance. in the way we choose to lose

[yorkie]

excellent description of getting older and time overtaking hope as the future is not really that good.

[John Sullivan]

Getting old and cantankerous........ sucks.

It just sucks.

But it can't be helped! So ever onward.

Thanks for reading.