a contemplative mood

by Patrick Watson   Oct 23, 2022




time will always resist a rewind, no do overs please
it’s a one-shot game, you have to take the shot, its mandatory
good or bad, ‘misreading’s’ yours to own!
but without a destination, you will reach no where
stagnating is true pian, fill the day
resuscitating, is a goal within itself
the unprinted stands in line
fruits of the mind, alluring!
finding a sequence to life is futility at its worst
the very young die the very old live on
the pecking order appears to be random
but the end result is the same for everything, that has lived
the messaging , gist, and substance within these lines
is a testament to me over thinking, once again!

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