Standing on the crutches of the past

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Standing on the crutches of the past

 

Herein stands this building,

majestic, proud, adamant.

Winking at its younger neighbors,

it holds is face up high.

Behold the garlands, the bays, the crest,

adorned with pride and hauteur.

 

 

But soon it becomes clear,

it is but a façade.

A remnant of a past zenith,

a veneer of a past glory.

Unable to stand on its own,

steel bars serve a walking stick.

 

 

Life behind the weathered frontage,

is nothing more than shrubbery.

The walls that housed life and fecundity,

now lie beneath the weeds.

All the tangible glory,

now exist in memory.

 

 

May my life not be as this building,

ending up as little more than a façade.

Fruitful in youth,

inutile when old.

Standing still on the crutches of the past,

reminiscing, with my back towards the finishing line.

Gunaseelan

 

“Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. ” – Philippians 3:13,14

 

 

 


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Gunaseelan Krishnamoorthy is licensed under a
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