Naive

(March 1, 1986)

Tonight I shaved off my mustache,
Looking at the same old face (in the mirror;)
Like seeing the same old spot on the wall,
Drives you crazy as you keep on staring.

The days go so fast around me
And the nights like a dragging anchor.
My body gets too tired to keep pace
And my mind races with the thoughts.

Nothing is sacred with this life.
People push and shove one another:
Not always physically but emotionally
And some one always falls over.

Years ago I didn’t understand Bruce,
That’s why I never listened to him,
Yet this year — I have heard every word
And knew what he thought — so did I.

I saw seven explode, falling silent to earth.
I watched a young man step into space, today.
I could not help but become them in death,
Naive and yet…so damned sad.

Tonight I shaved off my mustache,
To change the same old face (in the mirror,)
It is something I can change in this world.
I am happy jus’ to be alive, after all.

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Tom Darby

Former radio personality and newspaper reporter

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