|
Perpetual Decline
The young rise to fulfil their potential
Busily chasing promises, no time for wisdom;
Then the old begin to fail, wandering through ruins,
Mysteries and mistakes, and moments of heartache,
Perpetual decline providing perpetual learning.
But they were never guided, always herded
By the 'cheerful fearful' who were always certain
That no-one needed to know anything about anything;
Keep moving and everything will continue to change
Until nothing's certain, creating a new blank page.
Robert Blackcurrently resides in Scotland.ÊHe has been writing for nearly fifteen years. He says he writes poetry "because it allows him to express himself properly."
Close this screen and the menu will appear. If frames-incompatible, Click Lunarosity