Sans

\”Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.\”

I used to have a bucket list, but I threw it in the bin.
Really not interested in travelling any more,
seeing any more.
I used to be a grumpy old man,
but I have left that behind me, convinced,
finally, that I can\’t change the world by raging at it.
So, is this the eighth stage of man?