ANSWERS

ANSWERS

I still wait in the rain
In vain
As the clouds of time pass
Overhead
Patience they say is a virtue
I wait for a repass

A fresh blade of cut grass
Rolling down the sidewalk
Unaware of its last breath
Frolicking in the winds
That blow fast

I hold the door open
As you walk past
Head held high
I take a deep breath
And turn it into a sigh
That dream that I had last night
It didn't last

What is a life worth
When you don't know
How much to ask
A simlpe trade off
A roll in the hay may be
Or ******* for some grass

Or a few crystals may be
Then a cancer
Or a brain hemorrhage
It is all in the name of some fun

So what if we all die young
A few days
Or years
We don't yet have any answers
We didn't know
Who to ask

M. N. R.
4 OCTOBER 2018