Poems

On having attained insurance age 76 years

With age I have grown weaker. I was never very strong. But now I am even less able     to carry any load, To be a beast of burden, For those who prefer     to not carry their own weight. It does not bother me, So long as I can Turn the pages of my book.

(+2022.10.20. MtK)

The real real

All the wisdom of the ages means nothing, if you cannot feed your face.

(+2022.10.31. MtK)

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