William F Glennon
Zipper Club - Poem by William F Glennon
It has been a long time, so many
dusk's and dawns. The heart is
ticking and you keep rolling on
I've gained ground but the cost
is rising. Is there peace when
all is done? When you die is the
ferryman's price too high?
Heaven knows I have the endurance.
I can see this world through the walls of my
own survival and experience.
I've beaten the reaper many times in
life, only the physical and mental scars
have come at a high price.
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