Life Is Truly A Ride Poem by Tom J. Mariani
Life Is Truly A Ride
We're all strapped in.
When the doctor slaps your behind,
he's ripping your ticket and
away you go.
As you make each passage
from youth to maturity,
sometimes you put your arms up
and just scream.
Somtimes all you can do is hang on
to the bar in front of you.
It is the ride
that is the thing.
I think the most you can hope for
at the end of life is that
your hair's messed up,
you have a smile on your face,
that only you know how it got there,
you've used up all you had,
you're out of breath and
you didn't throw up on yourself.
So far, this is my favorite of your poems. No disrespect intended to the others, but the symbolism of this piece, the idea behind this poem is quite inspired.
Great poem. You're absolutely right. It's all about the ride. Lets face it, the destination is inevitable and not really worth worrying about. This poem reminds me of Luna park and my first ride on the Big Dipper - the excitement was almost unbearable, but the ride was soooooooooo worth it. Great poem. You make your point without over-egging the pudding. love, Allie xxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 10:17:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a great way to start the day... with a laugh out loud moment! Loved this. BTW I did throw up on myself. Shirley