This borrowed life

We live on buried dead bodies,
our houses built on those long gone.
On and on we reinvent life
till the crust of the Earth
can not grow much further
into the sky.

We lie on top of each other,
smothering our reason with force,
sourced out remorse, giving birth.
While our children await,
they become us in turn
to do their part.

We shall be in their memories
till they too become soil and clay,
may what will stay be our fate.
We shall be dead before
we’re buried beneath them
like all who went.

It is the season. It makes me think of death and the lack of a reliable prospect to eternity. Time for lots of coffee and hugs! πŸ™‚

Comments on: "This borrowed life" (12)

  1. I try not to think of stuff like this!! Nonetheless you got a very good poem from your mood πŸ™‚

    Definitely time for coffee qnd hugs!!

    L&H xx

  2. David Eric Cummins said:

    I love the poem, but I love your phrase “lack of a reliable prospect for eternity” even more!

    Hugs from across the sea for you, Ina πŸ™‚

    • Hi David
      thank you! I suppose I am not yet convinced there is an afterlife other than being consumated by worms. Thank you so much for the hugs! πŸ™‚ Hugs to you too!

  3. Plenty of coffee and good wishes comming from here. It’s a point worth making, and well expressed as always but certainly not cheering. Perhaps a hug would help

    • Hi Peter, thank you for the good wishes! I am having my first coffee today and it really works for me lol.

  4. Your words are true in the poem. We will return to the dirt. Dust to dust. A excellent poem.

  5. (((Big Irish Hug)))

  6. These thoughts are profound and who but poets can remind us of our mortality in such gentle and beautiful words. Our lives are layered upon other lives in every sense and we will take our turn to create one more layer.
    “So come, my friends, be not afraid.
    We are so lightly here.
    It is in love that we are made;
    In love we disappear.
    Tho’ all the maps of blood and flesh
    Are posted on the door,
    There’s no one who has told us yet
    What boogie street is for”. .
    Leonard Cohen

    • Hi John, thank you very much! That is what I meant. And I am a fan of Leonard Cohen. I didn’t know this lyrics of his. Thank you!

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