I'd Die at Twenty-five
By Gunslinger
I look at my surroundings, Evaluate my life... Consider my relationships, My children, friends, my wife... I wonder how it happened- How did I become this way? I thought I'd not see thirty... I turned forty-eight last May. I used to ride the rough stock, And spent my time in bars. Did jail time for my fighting, Wrecked a couple real fast cars. I've hurt a lot of people- I'd change that if I could... If I could die at twenty-five, Rest assured, I would. When I was five and twenty- I still was young and strong. With no thought for tomorrow, Nor what was right or wrong. When I was five and twenty- I was in my prime- My best years lie behind me, I'm crowding forty-nine. The broken bones betray me, When it is damp and cold. My arthritis tells me... "Cowboy, you're getting old." My strength and health are failing- Yet somehow I survive... If life had given me the choice- I'd die at twenty-five. Written December 18th, 2001 © on Dec 18 2001 03:50 AM PST, John R. Yaws 18 • 0 • 10
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