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Is That All?
by Don Matley
Retired, down but not out
Did I do good to people not bad?
Does the balance sway in my favour?
Who knows
This absurdity under the sun
On a planet endlessly spinning
Threads
Of gold, so I am told
But some stays straw
Money helps
Fleetingly
My jewels are my wife and boys
As precious as Shy’s Jessica
But not taken for granted
But is that all?
Ashes to ashes and must to must
We die? and not even the beautiful go on to the next planetary or universal station
Is this not nonsensical?
Are we playing in the sandbox of the gods, one at each corner, taking turns to change the scene
Ah yes Gods or gods, faith, hope, religion, prayer and the disbeliever, with perhaps good reason.
I demand to know what is the essence of it all or
Is that all?
07/13/2016 Posted on 07/13/2016
Copyright © 2025 Don Matley
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/13/16 at 09:50 PM Excellent summation of life and the human condition Don, as another sad anniversary approaches as per Maureen. Hard to believe 9 years has already gone by. Reason to look forward to the next universal station. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/16/16 at 04:15 AM These later years sure provoke reflection. I really liked the "threads of gold," some staying straw. The jewels in your life sound precious. Clever switch from the traditional "dust to dust" to "must to must." This ends with a strong voice. Thanks! |
| Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 07/16/16 at 05:05 PM Makes you stop and think, Excellent read |
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