Ticket 2 Ride

In the prologue the heavens parted

Ejecting me on my noggin

Like an egg, my memory cracked open

Where should I begin?

—

Chapter one was my first appearance

The golden fifties not so nifty

My shadow hid from the sun

Chance of success only fifty-fifty

—

Chapter two, the world is a zoo

Drones trained to live in cages

Unchained by the power to think

Inside, my imagination rages

—

Chapter three, light fades into darkness

Morning is electric, the fuel of dreams

A young spirit ponders adult issues

The 1960s world goes to extremes

—

Chapter four, on the inside looking out

Or outside, always wondering why

The seventies widened my worldview

I saw the future in my mind’s eye

—

Chapter five, the 20s we feel alive

No limits, only blue sky

Mistakes are more easily erased

I get the feel of a jacket and tie

—

Chapter six, fast track, no looking back

Greed is our god, the bellwether

Success, life on high octane

A bachelor without a tether

—

Chapter seven, to the summit

Realities and self-awareness abound

Middle years are a surprise arrival

Buried head, forgot to look around

—

Chapter eight, I’m late I’m late

Gravity, no friend of mine

Shoes of lead, some dreams are dead

I’m the end of my bloodline

—

Chapter nine, endless whining

I no longer resemble my younger self

Wives come and go, years won’t slow

The world spins, as I set on the shelf

—

Chapter ten, notions of what could have been

The river seems to get much wider

I’ve been to the other shore, looking for more

No longer a fastballer, just an off speed slider

—

Chapter eleven, shorter walk to heaven

There’s gold in them there years

Smartly mining them with each sunrise

Finally staring down those fears

—

Slowly approaching the epilogue

Walking hand in hand if she’ll have me

There’s still a world to explore

Forever, together we shall be