What’s Next ?
Two wives eventually left me;
one, by divorce; the other; death;
was it all, as it was intended to be;
I barely can catch my breath.
My life has been a carnival ride;
I’m scarcely able to hold on;
expecting to have a wife at my side;
now; that dream is gone.
I had a wife; and a business success;
what more could I ever expect;
now, she is gone; and life is a mess;
Dear Lord; tell me: “What’s next?”
Battling the vicissitudes of my life;
an arthritic shell of what used to be;
now, left all alone; without my wife;
what, my Lord, will become of me?
I have come to know; can clearly see;
this kingdom will still carry on;
without the likes, of someone like me;
and I won’t be missed, for long.
What is the grander purpose of life;
are we to live; and then die?
Is there purpose to tragedy and strife;
if so; dear Lord, tell me why!
Death, it seems, is the antithesis of life;
is God’s Word to become useless text?
I’ve lost everything; including my wife;
Dear Lord; tell me: “What’s next?”
Monty 4/21/24. # 2,078