Image: bernswaelz (Pixabay)
In a world of cowards and heroes, the feckless man reigns supreme
What wonder is there, that cannot be brushed aside?
What horror afoot that can be shifted by the roadside?
Wandering by, and around, about daily life
And waiting, watching out for death around the corner
But wonderfully free
from worries and cares that
Might exert their influence on
His time and energy and effort and freedom and money and career and future
It’s just this, and me and now.
And the now is forever; the forever-now
It will last
Ignore, let the bad times pass
Or watch the heroes fight it out from a distance, safe distance.
Even choose some popcorn
and cry on.
Not get involved.
It is the better way.
I saw this scrawled upon a tombstone. That was white, and seemingly uncut. But the harsh letters were scrawled as though with stone fingers. And the ground beneath was disturbed. I quickly left the way I came.