Traveling life's highways, searching always for meanings <br />behind silent words and expressions. <br />Taking advantage of being alive and free, casting aside <br />doubts of others in lieu of personal ideals and safety. <br />Counting pages of life in books, open, honest, straight- <br />forward. <br />Senior passages continuing throughout lifetimes, unable <br />to contain themselves. <br />Wonder and awe, climbing staircases of eternity, never <br />resting or becoming stagnant with irreparable damage. <br />Delving deeply into pools of solemn wisdom, partaking <br />gently of knowledge as pious people pretend to be holy <br />and better than anyone else. <br />Falling, crashing, bruising and bleeding on hands and <br />knees, begging, themselves, for a mercy they have never <br />shown. <br />An eternal hope seemingly alive within everyone's mind, <br />has descended somehow into their own private hell.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/senior-mercy/
