The 16th May

There’s nothing wrong with the 16^th of May

for it did in the past birth a special resolve

but wrapped it up in flesh and bone

before sending it into the world.

There it lived for a number of years

with inklings of the absolute truth

and a sense of all the mystery realms

that intruded into the physical world.

There were times when resolve was strong

but settled back into weak states

seeking there to be like the rest

unknowing, unthinking, unfeeling.

Its façade was broken one day, one day,

but it held on for the lives of them

and pushed against love with all its might

like the drowning would look for air.

So drowns now resolve that sought to be strong

and with flesh and bone weakened by age

it cannot now rise and be counted

as one who bowed to the call.

But not yet dead resolve still lives

in a fantasy world of next time around

seeking solace and comfort in an uncertainty

in attempts to make everything right. 

Oh dear, oh dear, right won’t come again

when wrong has ruled a lifetime!