Description
My passing is perhaps timely
I see the world around me
It’s one I can no longer bear
For there are many in it whose way of life
Makes clear, it is not one I can share
That saddens me for I am no longer young you see
My conduct and values are of the past
Today’s young folk see such conduct as a joke
And as to values, well, they’re equally unlikely to last
What a legacy we have left to them
Though personally I feel no great guilt
There are powers beyond the ballot box
Beyond all what we’ve created and built
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I say all this to show I caredWith age did wisdom grow
Not that anyone will remember me in time to come
To remark, (he/she) told us so My passing is perhaps timely
Sounding as bitter as perhaps I am
More saddened I would say than bitter
As I say, what I say, now I can Farewell this world, farewell my friends
Signing off forever and all
Thank you for being in my life
And all things which within did befall.
About the Author
Keith Stokes-Smith was brought up in Solihull, moving to Worcestershire in 1997. Writing poems came easy to him in his twenties and early thirties.
In 2016, his mother passed away. Two weeks later, on a train journey to London, he belatedly wrote a bespoke poem for her funeral and wrote it as if she had composed it to be read out by her at her funeral; a strange concept you might think. From then on he found himself uncontrollably inspired to write more adopting words spoken by fictitious people of fictitious ages in fictitious circumstances. In essence, he has tried to be in the mind of the reader. His poems may be considered somewhat unique coupled very often with them having a sense of humour.
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