Enough

Fearful of death
determined to live forever
impossibly worried
blind by half
we scurry through
the scattered alleys of life
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Fearful of death
determined to live forever
impossibly worried
blind by half
we scurry through
the scattered alleys of life
In our time of youth
not enough time
rarely enough money
hardly enough love
grasping at ends
scarcely ever enough

Adulthood finds us
pursuing religion
politics and careers
running downhill, fornicating
procreating, recreating
scorched in a pyre of ignorance
tangle-fires of youth
We struggle to earn enough
be enough
realize we haven’t learned enough
paid enough attention before
thought we knew it all
frustrated that our children know too much
about the wrong things
refuse to listen to what we have learned

Nearer to and acutely aware of death
fearful there is not time enough
to protect and teach them to survive
we worry the empty rooms of elders passed

Graying and balding
regretting, forgetting
slowing, going down
sentimentally elemental
we are overcome by chance thought
that what has been
may be enough

Our spirits prepare us to journey
leave our feet behind
on the worried path we have trod
We begin to remember
cocoon water births
with new eyes
caress what is left
our lovely children and life mates
that we may tell them
in our going
the joy of knowing
they are the all and ever
more than enough

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Enough published by Aquarium by the Ocean: a Literary Journal

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