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Selfish Pursuits

There was a dying man on the ground with his eyes to the sky.
His wife knelt beside him with tears of sorrow ready to cry.
Time had travelled past them eroding away their roots,
As mankind was absorbed in purely selfish pursuits.

An old woman now stands alone unable to carry on.
A radio blasts from a car with a deafening song.
Never ending traffic take the breath from her lungs,
As children run past with foul swearing tongues.

Another age has just died and past backward into time.
A newer one pushes forward eager to be the first in line.
Old values are abandoned along with old-fashioned truths,
As mankind is absorbed in purely selfish pursuits.

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I’ve heard that love holds no judgement
Which leaves the world as a very sad place
As we judge on what is the obvious
Religion, wealth, and race.

Blame is cast before asking questions
Guilt is carried by the colour of the face
Judgement is for fools and their version of misery
As love waits for a moment of grace.

Understanding is the prize that waits in the shadows
But like any prize, it comes with a cost.
Dignity died when compassion was forgotten
And the tears of love were spilled and then lost.

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Now I am old, but I only felt really old recently.

In about four weeks time I will be seventy-four-years of age so I have been approaching getting old for a few years,

But, as I say, it’s only the last year or so that I have felt old.

Maybe we don’t get old until it’s too late to notice.

When I can’t take a pill to turn back time,

Could I shoot the pharmacist and it not be a crime?

Could I plead ‘age’ as my defence?

No, said the judge! Age is of little consequence.

As many of us don’t notice age as being a consequence of life,

So too we ignore another factor of life.

That’s the one that’s been slightly troubling me lately.

Dying is a harsh word, but ‘passing away’ is –a bit–twee.

Where did he pass away to? A child could enquire.

Did he pass the ball away?

Did he pass time away?

Did he pass away the chance of love?

Did he pass away the knowledge from above?

Is life worth getting old for if getting old holds all the problems of age?

Well, I feel as though I’m not really qualified to answer that

question. Or, I don’t feel qualified to answer that question.

So, let’s find something where we will be on the same page.

Getting old is great, but then again it’s truly a struggle.

It’s great in so many ways it would take me hundreds of pages to describe all the advantages.

It’s a struggle in so many ways it would take me hundreds of pages to describe all the disadvantages.

As you can see the two are a balance, in much the same way as all of life has been a balance until that is, you reach that age where there is no more age left for you to age.

Here, I will sign off. Oops, there I go again, using yet another

euphemism for death. But not in this case. Here, I mean to stop

giving away what is only my opinion. Others may rightly or wrongly consider

themselves more learned than me to give opinions on such learned matters.

Give away, I say—It’s better than passing a way, I say.

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