No Options Left Poem by Bryan Taplits
No Options Left
When young it was so easy-
Life was so breezy-
Like chicks who use the gusts to soar-
but those once flying days
ain't no more….
"A longer prosperous life"-
Many times I still write-
No matter the strife stormy weather,
For I figure it true
That my youth actually flew-
So I say, "Give me LIFE! ! ! ..."
For these post fore-steps-
They just HAVE to get better!
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