30 years

I have no idea even when I wrote this...

Wasted Thirty years.doc
Wasted Thirty years,
years in which I should have evoked tears of joy, jubilation, reflection, on melancholic rainy Sunday afternoons or at the least disturbed some misguided conscience.

No one will remember lives I changed no outside will care. A reluctant member of standard dreary life, pigeonholed normalised socially accepted. My heart still fights the conditioning.
I’ve wasted 30 years! 30 years in which I could have driven you wild with hunger , desire, satisfaction , I could have changed you for good not just your means of material accumulation but your very spirit. Disruptive in my heart I was here to provoke a rainbow of emotion that I did not
Maybe. who knows and I will never know as I have wasted 30 years. Hlf empty or full ?? I say full The old man goes on creating telling stories of which his reputation alone stokes genius.
Old man look I am a lot like you, except nobody beyond knows or cares for those thirty years.
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