to the Dead

to the Dead

to the Dead amongst us

and those who are on their way

to passing on

what is your take

on this race we run

the Human Race

as you seek to pass the Baton

in this eternal relay

do you have ANY

profound words to say ?

we know that no one

gets out alive

from 9 seconds

to nine hundred and sixty nine

we find

what ?

Cycles perhaps

maybe some Swede Chaps

to keep our asses from getting sore

as we ride deep

in lifes saddle

some find a better Oar

to paddle

up Life’s “Shit Stream”

where Dreams

may come to be

momentarily

to be abandoned

to those who would be left

to the left

and to the right

or behind

waiting our dark night

to consume us

trust me

this transitory stage

and it’s fleeting moments

are naught

in the face of eternity

what ever that means

and though i can not remember seeing

it’s face

something inside tells me

this is not the space for me

the place for me

and  life

has another taste for me

of a sweeter fruit

must i die to achieve

what i vie for

live for

is it all according

to what i believe

or are we deceived again

must i lay down this life again

and again

and again

when will we get it right

my friend

and liberate

extricate

our selves from this

“Karmic Merry Go Round”

nothing profound here

to think about here

and it may be nothing

that needs changing here

scary thoughts huh ?

perhaps we are in the Haunted House

where Disney and Mickey Mouse

are the victims

of our dictums

for distraction

from this faction

of quasi realities

surrealities

because we can

me,

if not Death

then let me arise

open my eyes

and see a truth

any truth

some truth

one that does not pass away

along with our youth

only to revisit

some many years later

only to fade

away

slowly

as i pen this lowly

expression

to the Dead

(c) 12 December 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.