Destiny

 

Youth rushes toward a future they can’t  see

ever fearless, charting unknown roads

while age looks back with no naïveté’

 

Confident, with no humility,

boldly seizing what they think they’re owed

youth rushes toward a future they can’t see

 

Yet freedom holds a grim reality,

endless days just trying to stay afloat;

age looks back with no naïveté’

 

Confident in their ability

unaware of all that time erodes

youth rushes toward a future they can’t see

 

Pressing onward, with no guarantee

acquainted with how fast life can implode

age looks back with no naïveté

 

Limited by his infirmity

the old man shuffles by in tattered coat;

youth rushes past toward all they’ve yet to see

as age looks back with no naïveté’

 

© Ginny Brannan 2023