Luke Easter

Rookie - 50 Points (Cleveland, Ohio)

60 And 73 Years - Poem by Luke Easter

I have two good friends one is 60, the other 73,
Sometimes they wonder, why them and not me,
The young and the innocent they parish so fast,
As almost like eternity the wicked seem to last.

Older I grow the more foolish I find myself to be,
Is this statement his confession or an apology?
Ways of, “Karma” is beyond a mortal’s, “Ken, ”
You seek God without His being absent within.

Unremitting perseverance without harming any,
But in all of society there’s destruction of many,
A sinner of the, “first water” swimming miseries,
Those of freedom lost not found way before me.

Much keener than mine, their death an undertow,
And still somehow I was left unpunished to grow,
Friends, relatives, countrymen, enemies, why so?
I ask, I read, I pray and yet no one seems to know.

Ah, the many mysteries of life itself what say you?
Different from the perspective if maybe a, Hindu?
Let God guide with peace as your mead my friend,
With all the blessings of hope & prosperity. Amen!

Anyone who can relate to this should stop & give a nod,
Of Praise & Worship to the 1 and Only True Living GOD,
Understand it is absolutely nothing we alone have done,
So acknowledge Whom and where life truly comes from.

Enough aren’t being lead by any of the Holy books,
Up, down, left, right or straight yeah just take a look,
Too many friends passed beyond this vale of tears,
While we look back at undeserved 60 and 73 years.

w/Cs Vishwanathan

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 11, 2010

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