Keeping in mind we are slaves to our thoughts
Coins thrown in the well doesn’t let wishes be bought
Time flies aging and the past slipping sought
Becoming bewildered filling with fraught
Do I continue I’m at a stand still
Fog is settling in I’ve taken my pill
Much has been taken including my will
Resting in peace no choice but to be still
2018 Michael Yost 04/04
Michael's Lair 