Wrestling With Time
Time and I are grappling
as we have all my life.
In my youth I tried to full-nelson her
into telling me my future
but she didn't comply.
I spend many hours with her
in my upstairs bed-room
peering at video games;
she waited patiently
for me to get through this phase.
The referee in this match
I tried to bribe he refused
but she gentle-stroked my brow
and told me to play fair and be patient.
I dreamed of having super powers
and told her that was what I wanted;
she smiled reassuringly
saying 'Sure but you have to first overcome many barriers
and prove yourself.
Too many tests there
it turned out for me.
I asked her for luck
but no luck.
I tried arm-twisting on her
but every fall I won
I also lost another.
It did not even look like the crowd was on my side.
At times it even looked like my own family
declined
to support me.
When I started to date Time threw down the dice
snake-eyes and craps
never a lucky seven.
one step up and two steps back.
I asked her at last
for True Love and
she said simply 'Look behind you.'
turning I saw it was someone
who had always
been at my side
living in my blind spot.
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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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