Passed Me By Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Pure essence of Kerouac!

This one is going to stay with me for awhile. I'm even going to try and show my non poetry reading friends, Almost all of them the importance of work like this.

Three lines summarizing the brutal feeling we all eventually face. I'm starting to feel it myself. The only thing I can say is we still stand today to make the present count. Brilliant work Richard!