Life is a Poem

THE LAST DAY
The words have left me,
Lord, what a confusion
in my whole being,
what a desolation…
Another dead-beat comes
and it occupies me.
The angel is leaving
because of my carelessness
as I ignored him.
I’m running for the sake of running
making no progress.
Even today,
I’ve ruined time
for it to have fun!
Then a walk in tango steps.
Only the battle noise is heard.
And I’m
waiting for Godot.

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