I don’t know what to say or to believe

For I know they are doomed

Is my body not at peace

For I know time lost

For the magic of time

For I don’t know what to say or to believe

For Life is full of mysteries

And I am very tired

For tomorrow is another day

For who am I to tell the mystery

For what is it that makes 2+2

And what is it that sands the land

For fortune and fortunate don’t sound the same

And immaturity takes many given names

For my road again lonely

Yet this time my cross I bear happy

For tomorrow may be another day

And I don’t know that 2+2 makes 4

For lonely and lonesome the people

And yet and yet

July 1st, 2021

Marine George