Built to last

Days go by at the speed of life

Tick after tick I feel the slow knife

One more wrinkle upon my face

One more reminder of my fleeting place

I started out stronger than the fire of hell

But not long after began the toll of the bell

The spirit leads and the flesh should follow

Mine has died and soon the body will hollow

Where is the joy of my childhood

Bringing hope to all I could?

It seems it has fallen away and ever so fast

Thank my Maker, for I was not built to last

-CL Fuqua

Published by clfuqua87

Old soul with stories to tell.

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