What A Short Life

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taken from my book, "If Zero Isn't A Number, Then 'Who Am I?'"

Submitted: October 16, 2011

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Submitted: October 16, 2011



What A Short Life


Sometimes I feel myself getting old

And often I can feel myself just die

I shrank 2 and 1/2 inches shorter

And I just do not know why

Could I just be growing older?

Could I be going down hill now?

Over the hill already?

I thought I had

__my whole life ahead of me

What ever happened to my time left

__in this perishable world

It must be getting shorter

And nothing I can do

I'm a shorty now

My life will fall out of my body

And decay soon

I can see myself decaying

With no moisture in my body

And the wittiness I don't have

Does it even belong to me still?

Broken images

They was my brain out

And whimpering thoughts

Pass thru me

__as I soul search the sky

____looking for life

My midlife crises is now

At hand

No warning ever told me

No message anywhere

Around me

Ever gave me a hint

That my body was fading

As my flesh grips my blood

I fear I'm on the run

From thee end

"What fun it is to" die

With no one to bring me

__back to life

After I am finished living

In this short life


10-14-'11 #4

D. L. Cannon

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