“If I Would have Known”

It was, as if somehow, it were not to be
For from the blue distance no favor
There would be no rolling of the tongue
Of these sweetened words to savor

In the blurred horizon of clashes past
Lost in the maze of misconception
The lack of an understanding lies
In the immortal eye of one’s perception

If truth were known when I was young
I would have then found another hobby
And not be bound by poetic works
That were scattered about the lobby

I would have spent time collecting cards
Or in building scale model trains
And stayed away from the written word
And kept the verse from my veins

Instead the time had found me leashed
To the notebook and the writing pen
And all the years that went to waste
But I did not know that then

I could have learned a new profession
For labor to me was not absurd
But somehow I had found a preference
For the beauty of the written word

Time found me writing and translating
Echoes that were under my breath
And then to my dismay I found
That it had been all done to death

The whole world had been writing too
So I was not the only one by far
Expressing their individual thought
until the light of the morning star

With the fleeting thought of an antelope
And the flight of a thousand birds
I ask the gods for the meaning of
This curse of being in love with words

I find after all that I have ever written
Sprinkled with an adjective and a noun
That I am but a drop in the ocean
Of words that have been written down

And I will take it all to my grave
As the majority of us actually would
For we would be very lucky indeed
To find that any of it was of any good

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