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Author Name: Freealiopterix 3 Comments
Date Added: December 29, 2011 01:12:41 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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May They Prosper

May They Prosper


Cracked and bleeding tears of remorse

Lies the long path to yesterday’s life

I have run a long and bitter course

Encountered much sadness and strife

The path to tomorrow is welcome release

The intricate twists and turns doubtless rife

With upset and hardship to appease --

Would that I could take unto myself a wife


I am lonely now and this is my regret

I must have an heir to complete myself

For we are all just a sum of memory

And for closure and a sense of substance

To life one needs to pass on who we were

In order that those to come may profit


If the sum of my existence is outrageous failure

May someone at least learn from my errors

So that they may prosper in turn...

Author's Notes:
In my relatively short life I have made a succession of wrong decisions and at this pause for reflection I don't seem to have made too good a job at it.  Single and without children I muse on the future and what difference I will ever make to anything...
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Comment By: FreeTimespell on December 29, 2011 09:47:39 PM Report
Yes robot, Ive been meaning to bring you in for some urgent repairs

Apparently theirs an upgrade

Comment By: FreeHenry M. on December 29, 2011 06:38:47 PM Report
You write with such acuity, but your life is not measured by having someone to carry on after you've gone, each of us leaves our own unique mark here and while it is always nice to leave someone to carry on after we've passed; it is what we do with our time here that makes it all worthwhile. You write, therefore, you will leave a legacy of words that someone will someday pick up and read and learn from what you've written. What could be better than that?   Henry
Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on December 29, 2011 08:28:33 AM Report
This is an exquisite introspective poem.  You certainly have made a difference; and you certainly will continue to do so.  Now, how about a difference that might free you to be of greater help to others... [what does he blab about?] -- I mean, sir, if you stop self-bashing for even a few days, you will free up enough psychic energy to illuminate the planet...  Dare ya!  --David


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