Spectators All

Of life and love and destiny –
all things beyond our remedy.
For naught but single flame alone
burnt down the greatest all of Rome.
Those eyes who sifted through the ash –
mere spectators to the very last.

Now we, who carry the torch anew –
believe ourselves able and true –
As though we have found some cure
to reign destiny as our whore….
In the end it shall be unleashed –
that we are but ineffectual beasts.

And as well it shall come undone –
as glory and satan sing our song….
Peons we are unto destiny’s chart –
following its orders with sturdy heart.
Only fools will come to finally know –
our efforts are fruitless as driven snow.

We do not choose our love, nor our very life.
Destiny rules our lot – from happiness to strife.
So sing a song, my young friend –
let it sail into the wind.
Be yourself happy in whatever returns……
Spectators merely see, and never yearn.

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© 2014 John Allen Richter
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About johnallenrichter

I am an aspiring Poet and adorer of life, a conqueror of nothing. However I am a champion curator of truth and friendship and hold both of those things most dearly to my heart. Welcome to my mind's eye. I hope you will enjoy what you may find and please know that you have a friend here. View all posts by johnallenrichter

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