Insignificant Life

Insignificant Life

Even decades destroyed

By the pressures of time

The moments we enjoyed

Like lockets of fossils

Irrelevant debris

Along with the battles

And triumphs we decree

Living with exclusions

Living with exclusions

Can’t go here, can’t go there

Avoiding fixed turnstiles

And always splitting hairs

Can’t speak to people that

No longer share your view

And closing books before

The stories can conclude

They say just give it time

They say just give it time
Or only time will tell
Here I am still shouting
And no one hears my yell

My loved ones are passing
The end, beneath a stone
Not bothered by weather
Day after day, alone

Losing its relevance

Losing its relevance

Its importance fading

Rebellion retarding

Blinding light now shading

Simply discarded like

Generations, decades

And designs in fashion

Seems only time pervades

Put away the questions

Put away the questions

The dogwood is blooming

The sun is high above

While rain clouds are looming

Along the horizon

Soon the rain will fall, so

Hurry in the garden

And tend to what you know

Into the abstract me

Into the abstract me
Past the known and order
Throwing sparks in the void
Surpassing each border

Letting go of the past
Tomorrow is a marker
To reach, shed light but then
Head into the darker

Wanting the familiar

Wanting the familiar
Rereading the same book
The well traveled road home
Your eyes and thoughts, your look

No taste for the foreign
The exotic grows stale
Again the northern star
The floor, its grain, its nail