The deep chasms of man’s worldly plight
Webbing the valleys of the soul
Grasp wildly for a lifeline of hope
Material things toward a concrete goal.
The disconsolate man’s silly ploys and toys
Hobbies, books, television and such
Band aids for the minutes, hours, days, and years
Platitudinous pastimes to season the emptiness--untouched.
The labors of life, job, duties, responsibilities
The crutch that holds one up, character denied
Moving man through time mindlessly
Performance a habit in an empty vessel, soul died.
Feelings stored away in the cave of the mind
Anathematized for the pain they bear
A foolish eulogy of putting to rest
All life’s burdens, the end wrapped in a tear.
© 2008 Jeanette Cooper