Life 4

It’s a funny thing  
When you’re growing up  
Everybody  
Starts off  
Playing
In the same
Sandbox  
But this life will  
Surely take you different  
Directions  
Via chance, accident or fate;  
Only God knows  
And he is not talking-  
That one’s worth
An annual salary  
$200,000  
And another one  
Can’t get a muthafucking  
Loaf of bread  
In this aka Super Power,  
/I wouldn’t brag about that shit/  
(This one did it all right/  
That one did it all wrong-  
Those are the implications)  
People who have friends  
Have them  
(That’s of course not always  
What it’s cracked up to be-  
You can’t spin me; I’m too old)  
But people  
Who don’t  
Don’t  
And ultimately  
You won’t recognize  
Your own neighborhoods  
Anymore; the paths  
You’ve once traveled  
With hopscotch,  
Powder puff football,  
And uh  
Trying to think of  
What it was in undergrad  
At least…  
The Writing Center  
(A Workshop for  
Students  
In dire need  
Of critique  
Coincidentally  
My former job;  
All you had to do  
Was reach out  
And your needs were met  
By someone ready  
Without judgement),  
Waiting for you  
To come back  
From the  
Crumbling  
World;  
Because  
The world  
As you know it  
Is subject  
To change at any time  
Like  
Lip blisters  
Scabs  
Shedding  
Now  
Smoothing  
Down  
The skin flaps  
On the cluster  
Of people who you  
Began with-  
Rarely  
Ending with.  
 
(Ain’t life something?)
 
#Humankind abuse nature politics cycleoflife #humor #irony #sarcasm