Dichotomy of Old Men Part 1 An unremarkable life Hey old man…sit down and talk to this lad Tell me what makes you happy, glad or sad I wanna know. Share with me your past… teach me What will last. I wanna know what you know I wanna know what other’s don’t know I wanna learn the secrets of life and rise above The mundane struggles and strife. Give me the secret’s locked in your mind Don’t let me grow old and intellectually blind to life’s secret’s, What was your purpose? Well lad… I wish I could speak with wisdom But whatever lessons I learned ….I did nothin with them. I existed with little concern …I was happy with enough I lived within the lines… without challenge.. so it was easy for me to manage I never sought the high ground… The valley is where I stayed Safe and secure nothing more A life that was simple… without a ripple… I stayed within my circle. It was never “WE” only “ME” I never loved another and strayed far from my brother I bared no offspring to bear my name … Oh What a shame I lived a life without gamble I never reached for the stars, turned from Jupiter and Mars. Outta my reach I easily accepted. I stood for nothing noble I merely did my time. afraid to lose a dime I went along ..to get along, no independent thought I sought not fame or fortune nor did I risk on a future I stayed in the middle, never solved a riddle Loser’s do what winner’s don’t do I hid the talents God gave and put them on a shelf behind other forgotten Gifts… to gather dust and waste away beyond their date of expiration. I asked not a friend or parent for advice, I never took a risk on a roll of the dice… comfort and security was my choice. You see lad…I held my voice I never prayed to GOD to lead me forward . I’m not a hero just a coward. Ya wanna know what I know… I know now… I did wrong… I have nothin to offer you lad I sit here in this ole bar on this ole street. Waiting for a young lad to meet. To tell him of a life not lived. A life not lived to the fullest A life without risk or dare, so I just sit here on this ole stool With the vinyl torn from wear Sipping my beer try’n hard not to look in life’s rear view mirror. Talk’n to others about meaningless trivial matters Wait’n on the weather I study those living & moving about, Vibrant and alive setting goals to Achieve Taking risks on life and believe… in a future designed by God Nurture your talents lad and you’ll never look back on a past that’s sad absent of glad Authored by: Paul D. Gonzales