Blasted hopes and wasted dreams

Stripling friends, four decades past,School and team mates, play companions,Imagined arms entwined again,Conjured hither, rise! With rebornJoyous hopes and boyish loves, nowThink about what might have been.Why did I survive, successful,Writing down this lamentation,You now ruined, lost, deceased —You, with melted mind, now mad;You, by greed laid low, in prison;You, by tumor, untimely dead?Fortune dealt a parlous hand, andJustice cruelly cut the cards,Making jokers of us all.Better not to see our future,Back when we were young and full ofDreams the years would soon destroy.

Source: The American Journal of Geriatric Psychiatry - August 25, 2018 Category: Geriatrics Authors: David L. Coulter Tags: Editorial Source Type: research