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About Time and Too Late
by
Brent Fuller
Some would say
Accomplishment
Is piloting the skies
Another’s called to surgery
And lost to her surprise.
We laud statesmen
And diplomats
Who never show fatigue
Unsurpassed was Martin Luther King
And his brave creed
One more clings to nature
Praising earth and sky and sea,
A stately Weeping Willow tree
I once dreamed to be
Though brave few lived the frenzied fray...
They still despaired
To their dismay
Yet Death in twisting irony
Sees all of life
Quite mockingly
Now they say
A shame it is to sell your dignity
Just live life intentionally
Don’t ask for truth we’ll never see
They sense instinct calamity
Though they still think so politically
But then in best intentions
Forget "correctly"
So conveniently
If you don’t ask for gold
You shan’t be told
Agrees man’s vanity
But the charms not even there
Insured for life
Such misery
Flailing in the soup of loss
We would not choose that terrible cost
No way to borrow
Lifetime lost
The path has missed
A required Cross
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