July 22nd, 2009
I left too early to see my way,
Light obscuring sight,
But more obscured by my lusting,
Insatiable to reason
Or the right time of day.
People say the future holds hope.
In bounding toward it I saught to see
And by that, multiply.
In great speed
It was lost.
Having arrived first
I plowed more wrong than right
And came to a place more diminished than home.
The burden of the rabbit.
Take time to learn
from the tortoise, brothers,
before your life becomes a sprint
and you are waiting in the stands
with the oppression
of your feet’s selfish strides.