Adam Just Keep On Living Poem by Michael Poston

Swept away easily,
pawns under control.
You are not to speak that way.
Say what what way?

It doesn't matter,
he has fouled up,
and it will hurt.
He stops talking.

Serious moments
expanded into years.
Why can't weddings last that long?
Elite in taking punishment.

An array of colors cropped,
just beneath the crown.
Wild grown sprouts on the low chin
some above the lips.

Hoping and wanting,
but not actually doing.
All the best of luck given
Adam just keep on living.