The creaking, shuffling, wobbling & bumbling,
The expulsion of air from orifices grumbling,
The dribbling idiocy of those slips, rips & blips,
All those secret unseen places losing their drips,
The scaling, the balding, the yellow-hard nailing,
The gummy toothless mouth burbling & wailing,
All coming
apart at the stitching & sewn seams,
I´ve come a long way since first birthing´s screams,
Ageing barged in so fast & then suddenly it
arrives,
Yet we manage to linger & a little longer, we
survive,
Through this life with its batterings & left over
scars,
Disappointments & love life that marks & then
mars,
The upping´s & the downing´s & the run round’s
too,
The hard graft & at times, the unemployment queue,
Marriages, divorces, widowhood, the births of our kin,
After many disasters & not knowing where to begin,
Slipped up, tripped up & zipped up, that´s what we
are,
When life comes to an end, we are really just on a
par,
What does it all matter? It´s all now been, gone &
done,
In the end, we´ve never really lost & never really
won,
When you realize we all eat out of the same worldly
bowl,
Then I just thank God for the promised eternally
living soul.
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