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The Madcap

(513 posts)
Sat Nov 23, 2024, 05:21 PM Nov 23

Fat Old Man

I’m just a fat old man, hat in hand
And time runs away in fear
My days spent on nothing in particular
My nights spent in much the same
I go to work day by day
But the work means nothing
Just digging holes one by one
So I can fill them in again

Where did my youth go?
It seems like I never had it
Never seemed to be free
Never seemed to be on fire
All was responsibility
And think of the future
And in the blink of an eye
It’s gone

What lies ahead is full of pain
What’s coming but a dreary rain
Lost thoughts in the back of my brain
And an end

But it’s good to know it’s not just me
The beautiful fall apart too
The king will die
The queen will fade
All will go to where we go
That’s just how we all are made

So this fat old man falls again
Lost in thoughts so fragile
Of old times clutched
In twisted talons ancient
As he flutters back to youth
Strong…with eyes of life
And hope and all that’s good
Now with eyes so lost

If I got the joke…I’d cry
If I understood just why
We all have to fade and die
Like oak leaves in the autumn

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Fat Old Man (Original Post) The Madcap Nov 23 OP
Poem rso Nov 23 #1
Thank you The Madcap Nov 23 #2
This Poem reminds me of my heroes Waterguy Nov 28 #3

The Madcap

(513 posts)
2. Thank you
Sat Nov 23, 2024, 05:26 PM
Nov 23

There are times when I just feel like a blob on the sofa...I was feeling that when I wrote this.

Waterguy

(278 posts)
3. This Poem reminds me of my heroes
Thu Nov 28, 2024, 12:15 AM
Nov 28

I was a child too
and I would follow people
I felt were great

Not great in the sense that they had
accumulated a whole lot of prestige
or money, or popularity

But they felt great just to be around

But they get old and weaker too

And eventually they might fade
physically

And it's hard
And they always would tell me this
Life is hard sometimes
And I'd look around at the time
and feel kind of sad
because I listened closely
to whatever they might say

And then one day they were gone
Peace!

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