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Of Hindsight and Monday Morning Quarterbacking


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How fitting that today I looked over the various poems I have composed over the years (my one selfish hobby) and found one chillingly predictive of my current relationship/marital predicament. Alas if I were but a humble believer in the ability to predict my own fate...

 

Truths and Consequences



a crossed the fields of memories, our

dreams reach towards the skies

the smells of desire and lust are

carried on the winds of promise,

camouflaging consequences

And blinding us as we run,

headstrong and fearless,

like the stallion towards the fence,

confident that no obstacle can stop

our fevered rush to freedom

as we trample on the beauty

of today, never thinking of the

the damage done along the way

 

consequences and sacrifice;

 

we try to make it work, with



hungry mouths to feed

and to damn many bills

our dreams of tomorrow

are now dreams of yesterday,

and all smells of desire and lust

are carried away on the winds

of responsibility…

 

Generations evolve and nervously



await their chance to rush the fence,

what else can we do but watch?

And try to salvage what is left from

our own mad dash for freedom…

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You are a good poet!

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