Knowledge

please forgive me this one, its ages since I tried to write a poem, and this is the first real try out of my new computer - so....

Knowledge.

It's past the point of knowledge, 

I'll strut, confident and broken,

a lamp flutters before death,

a bulb part deminished.

The life that was all mine,

stretches behind me -

a promised land where

once I floundered in a sea

of self denial.  Rapid rejection

and low self confidence...

Age brings it all together 

in a focus, and leaves us 

high on the shore...

in full knowlege....

2021 (RJL)