Savage duality

By Parson Thru

Sun, 28 Oct 2012
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Haunted by necessity
and hunted by what I want to be

I am searching for the means
but lost among the ways

A servant to the weeks
that are eating up my days

This compromise and duality
will surely be the death of me

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Submitted by denni1 on
Not for ages yet, l hope xx

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Working on it denni. Is it a bad thing when a grey hair falls out? xx

Parson Thru

Submitted by denni1 on
It's a worry when ANY hair faws oot. Careful, now xx !!

Submitted by Highhat on
This comes with age and reason - this duality PT- like this you can't live on memories and sometimes its difficult to see what the future brings when you feel age coming on strong. This is what I got from this poem. atb ;)Pia

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Hi Pia. Glad you can make sense of it. You are doing better than me. x

Parson Thru