The many that I had accepted Beyond my control, far from being able to affect any change Are not nearly as important As those I forgot, or chose to let linger and fade. And new ones come up to chase everyday, It's true what they say; The more things change, the more They remain the same. Alternate the moves, change the pace- Still the same tango: Dancing in place
She used to be alive Not hanging on by a thread Not worrying if she’d survive She was living life instead Then the lights went out And the fears began to shout And she sat in the dark with no desire to face another day Out of place, out of grace She retraced all the ways she had failed Then she thought why waste another day? There’s nothing left to say Nothing left but today Plans already underway But there must be a reason to stay
Before mankind explores other worlds in the vastness of space it will be much better to make one called Earth The Ideal Place. Otherwise whatever problems are not resolved here at home will only follow mankind everywhere it may happen to roam. _____
From "The Quatrains" - ongoing writings since the early '90's.