Day: October 7, 2024

The old man takes his daily walk on Washington Street
In New York City
A resident of eighty-four years, he’s saddened by the changes.
The quality of the city has gone down. Crime has gone up.
The Big Apple has had a chunk bitten out of it,
But he thinks to himself at least today is a great day.
The sun is shining, clouds are billowing, and he’s feeling good.
Then BAM a young thug knocks the old man out.
He falls to the street on his head and never gets up.
All his musings. All his memories. And his life. Are done.
And the Big Apple has become a little more rotten to the core.

Bob Boyd

Tired of his country’s dissolution
And the fake MSM propaganda
And all the disturbing news
He hightailed it to the mountains
Hid himself from the fractures
Of his country falling apart
And lived off the fertile land
Like a frontiersman of old
Hunting and fishing
And growing his own food
Oblivious to the outside world
Never read or listened to
The clamorous fake news
Had no internet
No radio or TV
Freed from the turmoil
Safe when the bombs fell
And decimated half of
His vulnerable country
And enemies took it over
Never affected by any of it
Died a free man

Bob Boyd

She always had to
Be in the spotlight
I never understood her
Need for so much attention
At first I thought I could endure it
In time I wearied of it
And she wearied of my
Abhorrence of the spotlight
Disdain of the attention
Had I been less needy
I would have seen the
Incompatibility before
I got involved with her
But, alas, I was lonely
And naively thought
I could make it work
Lesson learned
Be more aware
Going in

Bob Boyd

He feels like he’s going to live forever.
He forgets that happens never.
Once in a while he remembers
That he lives his life on a thread,
That one day will unexpectedly snap
And end his life forever.
He blocks that out of his mind
And goes on feeling like he’s living forever,
Again forgetting that happens never
He has no time to think of dying
He’s too consumed with living.
But tragically for him
A terminal cancer is stealthily
Sneaking into his waning life,
And soon will make its presence
Painfully clear to a shocked him.
And he will be aware 24/7 that
Living forever happens never.

Bob Boyd