Richard Pierce

Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter



There was a time when he
Didn’t have the will nor the
Power to contain his eruptions
Of temper because he was too
Impatient for this life, and
Everything moved too slowly
For him, when what he wanted
He wanted now.

Life still drags, even in this final
Quarter, and he still wishes it
Would hurry up so he could get
Some rest without feeling guilty,
But he no longer has the energy
To rail against things as they are
Now and always will be and
Always were.

R 28/05/2023 21:08

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