A Duet With Life

The next step in my poetic contemplations.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


28. Fugue

When I will be old, in my neighborhood

There will come a car with Time at its wheel

It shall maybe slow down but never stop for good

And as it drives by I will stare boldly,

No matter what I think, no matter what I feel

Because it will pass and never remain.

His hair neatly combed as he smiles coldly,

An immortal king looking upon its domain,

Immoral being, eternal seductor,

And when the rumble of the engine subsides,

When comes the final wave of this conductor,

Not even the moon shall command the tides

But I will stand there, in my neighborhood,

Where all my ancestors before me proudly stood.

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