Saturday, September 13, 2014

LIFE'S IMMENSE BUFFET

LIFE'S IMMENSE BUFFET

So many people suffering,
So much illness, so much grief.
With only brief stretches
Of respite and relief.

The world it spins,
A twirling ball of useless tragedy,
Hurdling forward into space,
Catapulting madly.

Where does it end,
And where is the life,
Hiding lost in all the death?

What phantom criminal is loose,
Looting bodies, stealing breath?

It seems most of my friends are hurting,
It seems their many dreams sold short,
Their one and only life lies useless,
Roles left vacant on cutting room floors.

Why does all this trouble hearken?
Why do gravestones lean so close,
Whisper sweet nothings into ears?
Why has God forsaken his children,
Striking them down in the prime of their years?

So many spirits leaving,
So many souls are taking flight.
Their zest for living vanquished
By a lack of appetite.
Banquet  guests that have had their fill,
And turned and walked away.
Leaving plates of food untouched
On life's immense buffet.  

-Bruce Potts
Revised Copyright 2014
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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