At eighteen years of age

the world is your stage.

Loud music and bright lights

call you out into the night.

At thirty years of age

you start to feel a little rage.

The world is not always great

as you start to question your faith.

At fifty years of age

the world is like a cage.

You wonder is this it

as you begin to submit.

At eighty years of age

feeling the effect of life’s rampage,

you ask yourself was it worthwhile

as you and your faith reconcile.

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4 thoughts on “Age

  1. Yes. A cage. It does feel that way. It can be crushing if you let it.

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  2. anovicescribe Apr 29, 2019 — 09:17

    This is putting life in a poem. But I think 50 years and 80 years age about cage and reconciliation shows sad reality one has put oneself into. I would try not to put myself into such position.

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