Autumn Approaches

All decays, the leaves on the trees and the stars in the sky

Ending in various shades of brown and black

Slowly neutralized, then oxidized as electrons fly away

My brashness gone, it's confidence I lack.

Nothing ages well, even fine wine has its day

So it is with nations as politicians play

The game is always rigged and we cannot get away

Certainty turns to fear as wine turns to vinegar.

The candidates are polished, as headers on a car

Emanating vapors into the cold night air

Tuning out the noise, I couldn't give a care

As the engine rattles on driving us to war.

What's a man to do?  God help me I don't know

Truth is forever, lies decay and die

On a dangerous shore just avoid the undertow

All will be fine, for my soul they cannot buy. 

Life is so fragil, so fearful and full of ambiguity

Regrets pile up as leaves on the cool grass

Clinging together their stems a mismatch of incongruity

The autumn rain pounds on sheets of glass.