The Picture

Sorry this months post is so gloomy, but it’s been that kind of a month. This poem made me think about how short life is. It reminded me of the loss of loved ones, including the poet who wrote these words. How they simply fade away.

The Poem

The message I heard when I read this poem is that lives are lived; accomplishments and fortunes are made, but in the end, everything including us, will simply fade away. There are many layers of messages here, but I think the most optimistic is that our lives are part of the whole. The next generation will carry on.

Simply Fade Away

Rhythmic bass plays in my head

Should I sit back or now rejoice

Find the light in my new voice, or

Simply fade away

 

Philosophers so rank and file

None of them sit on the green mile

Find the peace left for a while, or

Simply fade away

 

Praise the sun and Holy Ghost

Cause you win if you have the most

What have we seen in all our years

We simply fade away

 

Generations come and go and life still has its ebb and flow

What will tomorrow really bring Armageddon or ides of spring

 

All that we touch and all we see is not what life will ever be

Because we are a part; not whole, the world is as time unfolds

 

The choice is you and it is me but God is still a mystery, to

Those who chose to make him

 

Rhythmic drums pound in my heart

Begin to die or live to start

What is this curse or happiness, to

Simply fade away

 

Demographers show data’s toll

But never all the leading roles

Think what you can or what you will, it

Simply fades away

 

Rich man; poor man; beggar; king

All kiss the hand and kiss the ring

Who’s in control for now will be, then

Simply fade away

By: Sue Michaud

 

“Waiting” By: Sylvia Arthur