Fuel gauge near empty!

Running through the paths of life

My fuel gauge near empty

I see the finishing line.

No life's flag waving, flying high

No cheering, no spectators.

Just me and the end.....

                               ..I die alone.

But, my spirit in memories....

                                      lives on.

Reviews

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we come into this world alone and we die alone... even with spectators and cheers, death is an individual journey that no one else can take with us... and indeed, the memory of one's spirit can live on... great job

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your review FT and how true on what you say.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Gosh this is a contrast to the first of the morning. It is sad and dark and hopeless in its tones. An air of one who has acquiesced to death

[andrew mitchell]

If one write tickles your fancy John of power writes I down-under have succeeded lol