Day care for the elderly
and that'll do for me
when I get old.

A gypsy once told me
that good luck
would follow me,
it's not caught up yet

and yet the older I get
the less that I fret
about such things
such as
what
luck brings.



I favour fortune as much
as it favours me,
which by the way is
not a lot and lately
I was wondering what
it ever did for me,

the gypsy knows, but
they always do or don't
you
believe in that.

And all that we've done has been for nothing

what if it's an empty place
how will we face the truth that religion was
just a way of keeping us in check?

Just a sec

a blank screen could mean that we paint our own hereafter

What would you paint?

The laughter of children enjoying the game?
The peace of a walk down a long country lane?
the moon
her room
an aroma of a home a
long ways away?

I'd paintbrush each day in colours that run onto a noonday sun
and sail into the sanctuary of a lip balm sea.

If we are
we will be
unlimited.

There's no guarantee
we
all have to wait
but
I'll keep my fingers
crossed
and
I guess that I'll see
eventually.