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Mar 2016
i’ve been wondering lately
about the cynical views i hold dear
i identify with them greatly
but i’m not sure if they’re sincere

i don’t want to be sixty
and have not appreciated life while i have it
i never even wanted to live till sixty
but life’s all i have isn’t it

the idea of God always merely humoured me
and while an afterlife still eludes me
does nihilism’s peace really compete
with a serenity birthed purely from belief?

i’m non-committal for a family
but a child to guide and be close with
is a ***** kind of alchemy
that maybe would make me a goldsmith

i’m not one for a spouse
but i'd love someone to know me
maybe i could settle for a real house
enough to quench the wanderlust in me

society is cruel
too, life’s fatal rules
but i'd sooner be cast aside and sixty
than six feet deep at twenty

the selfishness of humanity always disgusted me
and while the blindness still eludes me
does humanity’s grief really compete
with a beauty Earthed like a stampede?
time is subjective. don't let life pass you by.
be content with your cynical views if that's what you enjoy, but don't enjoy them just because you're miserable.
have the courage to see the good things life can offer
you'll have to look for them because life isn't usually so courteous
but, well, strength lies truly in the recognition that we have none
courage, really, is living though you've many a reason to die
- there is a difference between being alive and living. it's more than surviving -  
life is what you make of it, as is everything, so enjoy the little things while they're there. and while you're here.
Quinn Fox
Written by
Quinn Fox  England
(England)   
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