Every moment in time
is a page in the book
of life---what's in the next page
and how would it look?
none does really know
this then is the perennial angst of human existence
questions are unanswered-until the next page
appears and in its every sentence
makes its statement
over which you have no say
you are challenged--do you accept
or reject the proposition that has come your way?
this then is the supreme test
that stares you right in the face
if you are the man enough as your claim
you would hold you ground and not run away in disgrace.
* theme conceived this evening when I was in Melbourne