Photo Manipulation — Dariusz Klimczak
Time lumbers ‘cross the voids
and over the barriers
aloof to what order
or chaos it might author
sweeping us helplessly along
in its relentless momentum
in a linear forward thrust
ever carrying us to our point
of involuntary final dispatch
regardless of our readiness
to declare as fully finished
what we have self-identified
as our purpose for existence
Photo Manipulation — Dariusz Klimczak
yet another held call
on time’s party line
amassing in empty space
when connected complete
will ultimatdly define us
by labeling our life’s journey
the core question
that ought be pondered
in the final analysis
of our achievement
what will in the end
be the consensus perception
of us as a human being
will we be seen as a tree
that has borne fruit
or seen instead
as a reedy barren husk
when the critical track
of our time on earth
be examined in rewind
by witness of coming time
and all future generations
will we come to be judged
as the cause and creation
of a worthwhile destiny
or simply and meaninglessly
as time’s poor random victim
it is by this pinnacle finding
we’ll be deemed either a success
or a noncontributing drain
on our planet’s valuable resources
as an elder of our human clan
I suggest we all ponder carefully
if one still enjoys time enough
and is blessed with sustained facility
one need be compelled by better judgement
to act prudently in this accord
and to do so mindfully and timely
a life of dignity and merit
leaves a positive footprint in time
…just sayin’
Photo Manipulation — Dariusz Klimczak
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Poetry at: The Sunday Muse