There once was a time when he cared
But, that has long since passed
Now he spends his days killing time
Sure, he had it all figured out
The world was his to be conquered
The immortal knight, the brave king
Once, he was filled with his duty
His sharp mind and his body lean
No task for him was too daunting
Lately, projects go unfinished
Pills for depression are taken
Cocktail hours arrive earlier
Failure was once not an option
Like clockwork, his plans were achieved
The best of his profession, he
There once was a time
But, that has long since passed
© Copyrights G. Jones 2012
wow this is a poem of depth and i think many will relate to this sadness the shadows and wells of your words fall heavy .. beez x
ReplyDeleteThis poem is amazing and symbolizes hope dying and yet on such a gradual scale we can almost write it off as *unimportant. Any consolation I can offer you? Yes! Truth is I think the human has to plummet to his lowest ebb before he really SEES what's RIGHT with the world!
ReplyDelete*The most important things in the world have been accomplished by people who had very little hope at all ~ STROKE FOUNDATION :).