Downward Poem by William B. Deutscher
Downward
Blundering hard
in discontent,
down to the lower levels
with time soon spent,
see the topside devils
and remember
childhood haunts,
old restaurants,
present tense
nonsense,
the cruel hits,
bag of tricks,
tired schtick.
By golly,
this fat folly
is our sealed fate
which we recognize
too late.
Now it's going,
fading fast,
a matinee showing
from the past.
Time to downsize.
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8/23/2026 8:38:56 PM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
Very amazing poem
Thank you for your kind words.