Patti Masterman

Selfish - Poem by Patti Masterman

I can feel my life running down
In the future, just two steps ahead
Turn left after a dozen more stupefying years:
There's an impoverished old person waiting there
Wishing life had been more full of living and
Not always playing it so safe
Saving everything for the rainy day that never arrives
Praying for some wild memories to relive again.
Maybe I'll become a stalker
Become a secret agent on a cruise ship
Take notes down on all the questionable passengers
Stow away at the end and live off the remains
Left on plates before the dances end at daybreak
Eavesdropp on lovers quarrels and perform
Random acts of kindess, leading to reconciliations
Throw the wrongly wedded mate overboard so the
True prince can claim his souls betrothed.
Sometimes a sin is not a sin
If it is done selfishly, for the sake of others.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 11, 2010

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