From Beginning to End.

Rusty_Gunn
3 min readApr 13, 2021

As we age.
We lose the ability to take the stage.
Then our verse gets lost from the page.
Who will sing your song?
When you have been gone long?
Now is the time when you are strong.
Frivolous and distractions filled.
Be strong and your determination willed.
Day one is tough have to start to be skilled.
If no action is taken.
Your message will be forsaken.
Or your deeds mistaken.
No one knows the cross your bare.
Far from the top, take the stairs.
Take the lift, but beware.
Shortcuts are efficient.
But the lesson is deficient.
Regrets and other thoughts reminiscent.
Weaker than tomorrow.
Wait now on time borrow.
Will your heart be full of sorrow?
No one was perfect their first try.
Just focus on your why.
Let the haters watch and lie.
You will have critics and naysayers.
It is a compliment within layers.
Master of your own ship, yourself the mayor.
Time will flow.
Life will always grow.
What lessons would you like to know?
Empty promises and fool’s wonders.
Or the thought of what’s under.
Lightning flashes then it’s the thunder.
The anecdote has a rough shell.
Passing seconds slip through hell.
May your months be spent living well.
The meaning will be clear in years.
But now don’t let fear be the one who steers.
For knaves leer, and will never be your peers.
Travel and see what you can.
Listen with intent to understand.
Decrease the ignorance and knowledge will span.
Broken glass upon the street.
Everyone is different when you meet.
Stand when you can and give your seat.
Something is better than nothing.
Arrive empty handed what will you bring?
Despite what you demanded Is life your perpetual spring?
Then when the seasons change.
Can you say you brought order to the strange?
There is peace upon the range.
Choose your battle.
Never let your saber rattle.
Or die futilely like cattle.
You can remain silent with words unspoken.
With no promises broken.
Your fare has been paid with someone else’s token.
On the backs of the ones who came before.
Yes it can be quite the chore.
No you can not break what you swore.
To never let the demons of self doubt.
Stamp your fire out.
Speak softly but sometimes shout.
Our minds can be or own container.
Let your imagination be on retainer.
Blank is the canvas splash it with explainer.
Bones will break and breathes will fade.
Tomorrow’s sun will cast shade.
Today’s moon will soon be made.
Out goes accomplishments.
In comes sentiments.
Right or wrong can be labeled by the miscreants.
Worry not.
Because the war was fought.
Through your hurry thought.
Now it is yours.
Life along with many tours.
You keep the scores.
Make a stranger smile.
Because it will be gone in a while.
Or watch as others fall rank in file.
Do one thing out of the kindness of your heart.
Sympathetic from the start.
Beauty in your art.
Come to the end of your arms extend.
Make your world more than what you pretend.
Love is a mission to send.
Creativity and longevity.
Poverty with depravity.
Only law is gravity.
Cause eventually all is forgotten.
Humanity can be quite rotten.
Your turn to make it soften.
Respect is yours until it is lost.
Cold is the winter’s frost.
Ultraism is then tossed.
The nights stay more.
With your thoughts bore.
Now is the time to settle the score.
This moment in the present.
Unlimited opportunity to represent.
All that is right with justice sent.
Theft and robbery.
Ivory towers and snobbery.
Stand now with bravery.
It doesn’t matter which life matters.
Inclusive with violence shatters.
The quiet ones are who scatters.
Puppet masters tangling strings.
Hating on melanin content stings.
Division is what it brings.
You are not different you and I.
Just bags of meat who try.
All of us die.
Till then.
I want you to be my friend.
Flexing and fighting over the differences of men.
We can disagree.
To what degree.
For man is the same pedigree.
Trouble no one about their beliefs.
We dance like wind upon the leafs.
Span of birth to death is full of griefs.
Grateful for moments of laughter.
A happy life is what we are after.
Closing the past pages on to the next chapter.
On to quality.
With sincerity.
Free from pity.
Rising tide raises all ships.
So never let empathy slips.
Around the sun we trips.
Thank you for listening.
Poetic thoughts glistening.

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Rusty_Gunn

A writer of futurist stories. Self Improvement Disciple, Dreamtrapreneur, Rephraser of podcast knowledge: