~ An Empty Ship ~
My soul is like an empty ship afloat
Bobbing and weaving with the wind and tide
It is not like a manned boat
It has no anchor nor something or someone to Guide
It is the total freedom I always desired
Untethered and a spirit that is totally free
I feel akin to others that in the past I have admired
But now I wonder what kind of group we are
I know that now we are a minority
We thought we had it all and free will would last
However, our curiosity of earlier years is no longer a priority
Free love and flower power are a thing of the past
As we get older and more insecure about eternity
We start to change and look for a place for our souls to moor
We start searching in a different place for serenity
We start to think of another way of life, another door
We see now the fruits of our conquests
The degrading of our children and grandchildren's values
The spiritual decline and the moral unrest
We did not know the future but should have guessed
We can only hope that something or someone will turn the tide
If not, our link to the future will degenerate
We must quit giving our descendants excuses and places to hide
If not we will lose our link to immortality, it will disintegrate
Written by: Cecil Montgomery
  
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