Why can't we be forever young?
Age is such a demon bastard,
Rogue taskmaster, overlord who
Seeks to take our very best
And put it in a distant past,
Where it is just a memory of
Bygone glories, reminisced on
Holidays and family gatherings
Where we are offered sad reminders
That we were never meant to last.
Bodies crumble as time marches;
Circuits spike from overload.
Looking back becomes obsessive
As the future dims to night.
Partners leave and friends forsake
And we are left to dance alone,
Seeking solace in new faces
Opening new eyes to light.
In our hearts we build new hope;
New songs, new lyrics to be sung.
Living 'til the day is over,
We shall be forever young.
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