A Change Of Strife
She said that she'd 'changed'
On a journey for her gnosis.
Was this a real spiritual walk?
Or form of psychoneurosis?
She was gentle and kind,
A true modern Isis.
Then she screwed up our world,
Could it be, MID-LIFE CRISIS?
As many get older
Some folks will insist,
That there's more to their life,
There's something they missed.
For time slipped away
And they now must resist,
Simply put, they are frightened
Or just mentally pissed.
I know well the feeling,
So I can't disagree,
There are dreams, there are goals
And there's no guarantee.
Time knows not persistence
Nor hears silent plea.
I know that is true 'cause,
It has happened to me.
Did this happen to her
As she rounded the bend?
With no more time to lose
She went off the deep end.
Frustration and depression
Really gives one the blues.
I wish she'd be happy with
A car, clothes or shoes.
The Tarot and Biorhythms
Entered her New Age view,
Plus numerology, crystals
And some Astrology too.
Auras and energy circles
Charge this magical epigram
Add the teachings of the Kabbalah
(Not the toy from 'Trans O Gram')
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poem by Edward Iacona
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