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Nemesis

He walked amid
The beech and oak
And sunlight caused
The shadow leaves
To dapple every step.

Although he was alone,
with no one by his side,
He was not lonely,
for he had his thoughts
To give him comfort as he trod.

The day was warm
And gentle zephyrs played
A merry game
with all the fallen leaves
That had forsook
their summer home
too soon.

And, as he walked,
he thought upon his life
and upon his friends
of whom he had seen little
than enough of late.

Until that day, he knew
He would not die
Before he’d done
All there was to do
But now, he felt his age.

But no one would have ever said
that he was old and forty-three
is but the prime of life
and yet, he knew
that he had had enough.

What reason or main purpose
left undone, was crying out
in loud demanding voice,
that life was good,
if only day by day.

None that he could think of
Under summer sun and looking up,
As if to find as later path,
He held the pistol to his head
And said goodbye.

C: Bailey 2010

Nemesis

Andrew  Bailey

Ilfracombe, United Kingdom

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The futility of despair.

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