That's Life Poem by Paul Butters
That's Life
Most people you will see just once,
Along the murky corridors of Time.
That crowded high street,
A swarm of strangers whizzing round.
An old gentleman who pops around the corner
Then disappears,
Taking with him his memories
Of Love, and hate and tragedy
And triumph and despair:
Of family and friends and foes,
And happenings way beyond my muse.
For I know nothing of his life,
And he knows nothing about mine.
For such is life.
Just think of all your colleagues and friends,
Past and present.
Then compare with a concert or sporting crowd
Of strangers you have seen just once:
Each person walled in a fortress
A barrier broken only,
By You.
(Written early 3\2\2008)
An insightful depiction of the relative insignificant of any individual in the wider scheme of things. An insightful piece of poetry written with clarity of thought and mind. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, sir. Remain enriched.
It is true we don't know the people in the concerts or crowds personally, but we know about the human condition like you mentioned with the old man passing by. Good poem. A ten. Sincerely, Connie Webb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks Chinedu Dike for your kind comment here and for all your other comments on varied poems of mine. Sadly I cannot get the Reply Application to work (No Submit button) so please accept all my thanks right here. I am glad you enjoyed my work.