MOMENT IN TIME ©

Time shall come
When I would write no more
Of another’s deed or misdeed
When my experiences will swirl beyond translucent eyes
And land to empty nothingness
With silent avalanche!

Then my go will dazzle my fans
Like a shooting star
And amuse my foes
Like the exit of the antagonist

I shall become thoughtless like a tatter
Of where I may be or what may become
In red, white or void

When my feel will escape my indiscernible self
Unknowing who would lie at my oration
Or cry at my epitaph

That will be the moment in time
When I shall account of my own deed and misdeed
Holding neither the pen nor paper.