Child of the Night

I have to wonder now and then

as the dreams I once held divine

Have left me just like other men

to age and wither on the vine

 

Where once I thought that I would be

so much further along in life

Now the dreams that I once could see

so cut me quick just like a knife

 

Perhaps the gods that rule my fate

have turned their backs upon me now

Lacking what I once thought so great

leaves me this truth to disavow

 

Where is the strength that gave men pause

where once I bent life to my will

When I was game for hell and cause

and drank until I'd had my fill

 

Be careful where your shadow cast

as the dimming light pays a toll

The day will come you breathe your last

when you will have to face your soul

 

But then I gaze upon my child

with the strength and the fire to fight

I think of when I was so wild

I shunned the day and loved the night

 

It makes me want to continue

to keep the Hounds of Hell at bay

Push the muscles and the sinew

to wake to face another day 

 

 

copyright march 27 © 2014 Tate Morgan

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Author's Note

I often think of my own end. It is hard not to feel the hand of time on me. Life has a way of wearing us down. I have outlived my own predictions by many a year. I once thought I would surely meet the end by the time I was thirty. I shall have to console myself with the thought that I might just live to be old lol.

Reviews

[realmwriter]

"It makes me want to continue

to keep the Hounds of Hell at bay

Push the muscles and the sinew

to wake to face another day" This is genious as is the rest of this piece, Always a joy to reada your work but to see it fro a lightly darker perspective than you usualy write is incredible. Been wonderin how your poetry would read with a darker tone to it, now I know that it reads with an ominious note yes but still your positive message remains. It's like a stor cloud with a silver lining, only it's a silver cloud with a grey shadow. Just awesome my friend...

[Tate Morgan]

Yes that is true. What is sad for me is in the loss of my own dreams are all part of the plan of life. It is the child who matters not me. And in him I find my own purpose. If i can give him a boost on his own dreams Looking past my own we both win. In his joy and happiness is my own. Thank you.

[Tate Morgan]

Yes you are only one of two you and Deron Alexis Are the only two to grasp the depth of this poem. Perhaps because you have a new child.One day this will be your truth too.

[Oyindamola Shoola]

this poem is didactic... sometimes when I feel like giving up, I think to myself that when I am old I don't want to cry over the dreams I did not actualize now and that makes me want to continue climbing whatever mountain even if I have nails beneath my feet...well penned and thanks for sharing.

[Tate Morgan]

Think of it this way a man can always take comfort in the truths he must abide to look in the mirror broken but to say at least I tried

[Rachelle]

It is in the moments when we look back and question that we are offered an opportunity to evolve or help the world evolve. Reflection affords us this chance to recall our life lessons, find meaning in the pain and lead others into the light.

[Tate Morgan]

It's kinda sad that we die so young or perhaps learn so late the folly of our ways thank you

[Rachelle]

Life endeavors to give us lessons in order for us to perfect ourselves but we sometimes get too caught up with the emotions and distractions that we don't see them. But then, that's why we are called "human".

[Len Gesinski]

We find our strength in different places, different things, and for different reasons.

[Tate Morgan]

We find our weaknesses the same way thanks Len

[s y e]

Dontcha just love reflecting back on life and how much has changed? This was so sweet, I loved the whole poem.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you noodle Your always a ray of sunshine in a otherwise grey day .

[Dhaye]

This is a nice poem for reflection, Tate. Many can relate with this. You always have good word choice.

[Tate Morgan]

thank you dhaye

[Tate Morgan]

thank you dhaye

[Tate Morgan]

thank you dhaye

[Simran Kewlani]

Amazing. This poem nearly made me cry. (:

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you So nice to meet you

[Deron Alexis]

well said bro it seems to question the reasons for life and that which keeps us going when age and rationality chase off the dreams and whimsy the persona searches until he finds that reason, his offspring.........inspirational

[Tate Morgan]

Yes you are right There comes a time when you place your dreams aside for those of your child. But then you realize his dreams his hopes are yours as well. You are the first to grasp this concept Bravo . You got it .

[Tina Louise UK]

Profound self reflecting piece hun...enjoyed :) x

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Tia so nice of you stop by

[Justsimplyjulia]

i guess I have to learn to appreciate my youth, yeah? A wonderful poem that jolts the reality that we have no clue when we're gonna die. Wonderful write
-Dragon

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Time being the fire in which we burn you find it seems to sift through your fingers like sand