Saturday, August 8, 2015
Let Me Say It – “I’m Old!”
by Jim Rapp
Why do so many resist my exclamations of aging;
try to reassure me that it isn’t happening?
Do they think I would have been happier lying
six feet under next to some unfortunate weakling
who lacked my lucky DNA.
No, my aches and pains, my implants, my pills,
my medical appointments are merely
small inconveniences that buy me hours to fill
with love and lovely thoughts clearly
bought with meds and lucky DNA.
For most of human history – in most places yet today –
a life this long would be the constant envy
of those who, watching others quickly pass away,
wish for my peace and food and doctor’s savvy;
most of all my lucky DNA.