Gone, gone, the lifetime done
oh no, not done yet
but this one life, yes, this one
done getting what we can get.
Done doing what we can do
oh but there’s something yet
‘though the days be few
just so they won’t forget
Surely there’s a lesson or two
for the kids yet to come along
from boomers with words, a few
or just an ole star-crossed song
There’s wisdom in here somewhere
surely, the testimony of a generation
leaving legacy of love and care
more real than imagination
Must be some kind of lesson here
behind confusion’s whirlwind storm
beyond sentiment’s eternal tear
to disrupt this same ole same ole norm
Where’s the purpose in day to day
What’s to redeem our futility
Peace and Love and Live for today?
Still seeking out profundity!
But where profundity dwells
I can’t tell.
What the hell?
There’s only one who hung in hell
then lived to tell.
I’m going with Him.
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