Sonnet 52 – So Much for Peaceful Old Age

Sonnet 52 – So Much for Peaceful Old Age

I am bored beyond all sense and reason,

Sans child and career, my late days grow stale.

So high a price I paid in youth’s season,

I played the gamble and so, did I fail.

Long days in silence, living on the dole,

Not one moment of “normal” in my life.

Do guts and courage show a female’s soul?

Should I have sold young beauty to be wife?

And now, my America has lost its mind.

Slipped down the Rabbit Hole of hate and greed.

New fashioned to be racist and unkind,

And gleeful to see neighbors starve and need.

So, old and crippled, I must be Samurai,

And go down fighting, even if I die.