Valediction

I have never

had, in a long life

of creating ideas,

and things, a serious

review of any of it. No

serious consideration

of what was attempted,

what were the problems,

what was achieved.

But then you don’t get that

for your life itself

I suppose,

Stayin’ alive

Strange, I guess,

how reluctant humans

are to accept that the

world managed quite

well without them before

they were born, and will

manage just as well

after they die.

Strange too, I suppose,

that in a world where

all organisms die, after

one day for a Mayfly, or

five thousand years for

a Bristlecone Pine,

humans are so resistant

to accepting their own

death as a natural part

of life on Earth.

It is as well that the dead

cannot feel disappointment

for if they could there

would by now have been

billions of disappointed

corpses.