Traveling life's highways, searching always for meanings
behind silent words and expressions.
Taking advantage of being alive and free, casting aside
doubts of others in lieu of personal ideals and safety.
Counting pages of life in books, open, honest, straight-
forward.
Senior passages continuing throughout lifetimes, unable
to contain themselves.
Wonder and awe, climbing staircases of eternity, never
resting or becoming stagnant with irreparable damage.
Delving deeply into pools of solemn wisdom, partaking
gently of knowledge as pious people pretend to be holy
and better than anyone else.
Falling, crashing, bruising and bleeding on hands and
knees, begging, themselves, for a mercy they have never
shown.
An eternal hope seemingly alive within everyone's mind,
has descended somehow into their own private hell.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/senior-mercy/
