Job 17:9 

9 But the righteous man holds to his way,
and the one with clean hands grows stronger.

 

Aging before your time what is left to do?

The kids are almost raised. Is loneliness at the door?

Not too long ago I was young and now in search for me

How could this happen so fast? Is it to change my core?

 

Where to go from here if I don’t know who I am?

The train to my land of dreams departed long ago

It was disappearing in the distance as I arrived too late

So I have been waiting at the station not wanting to go

 

Life is slowly passing by and nothing seems to change

People getting on other trains being lost in space and time

I am just sitting here with my future in a labeled bag

That seems cemented to the floor as it is not really mine

 

The wait will be over soon I feel it in my bones

I will need help to get up to go to the restroom

I am so tired of sitting still and sleeping off and on

I hope to rob some energy while I live this cartoon

 

At this rate I will get to the intersection

Where illusion and nowhere cross in a hazy fog

I will rest a while there to make a choice where to turn

For I am an independent soul floating on a log

 

Jan Wienen