The Price of Life

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I originally wrote this poem way back in the early college years for a creative writing course. 1985. Then I went through and revamped it last summer. It is just about how life is and how life isn't.

Submitted: February 26, 2008

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The prices we pay to satisfy

The needs of the heart

Desperation makes for the biggest lie

Honesty, is such a rare art.

 

The tears that are wept

Over all that's been loved and lost

Promises that are unkept

By bridges never crossed.

 

The days of youth become no more

Just as the dreams of the night past

End at the sound of a closing door

We all want to be first

God forbid, should there be a last.

 

The winds of change will blow

This way, my way, your way too

Everything alters, a truth for truth

Yet the sky is still bluer than blue.

 

The emotions of all the days

Show on our faces and demand to be heard

A soul voice in the crowd, will have the final word

In the price of our lives.

 

 

 

 


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