Old Minded Poem by Ronald Speight

Do I continue or cease
The pressure felt has collapsed
Me the body of a young man
With soul in his mid forties
A young man going into a
Midlife crisis
I’m not worried of the quantity
But only of the quality
I have existed before
At a step below life
Worried of loneliness
Though good for the soul
Nevertheless a hard concept
To grasp to know people
Wont care hurts but pain
Is relative to the world
A sad truth