Wasted Days
The days of splendor and no care.
Some say do all in the days of your youth but,
I spent my days sitting on that bench,
As I watched the sunset behind the valley of age.
I did not build an ozone shattering rocket nor did I send a man to Mars.
I changed civilization for no man, neither did I set a world record worth any fame.
I did not save a dying cancer patient, nor did I reform national policies for the better.
I simply spent my days sitting on that bench of nothingness, hoping, mourning, wondering;
Watching the sunset behind the valley of age, as I wrote words like these in my diary.
My new home now is six feet under; there you will find me lamenting my wasted days.
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