ALONE WITH THE RAGE OF AGE
I AM ALONE AND YET I AM NOT BY MYSELF,
MANY REACH OUT IN SEARCH OF WEALTH,
IT IS NOT FINACIAL THE WEALTH WE SEEK,
BUT LOVE TO SHARE BY THE HOUR THE DAY THE WEEK.
I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND SEE THE RAMPAGE OF TIME AND TIDE,
LOOK INTO MY EYES TO SEE THE YOUTH THAT IS STILL INSIDE,
LOOK AT MY BODY YOU WILL SEE THE SIGN OF AGE,
BECAUSE OF THIS MY HEART IS HEAVY WITH SORROW AND RAGE.
WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN NOW THAT I FEEL AT MY BEST,
THE KNOWLEDGE AQUIRED HAS FILLED MY LIFE FULL OF YEST,
KNOW ME, SEE ME FOR WHO I AM NOT WHAT I HAVE BECOME,
I DO NOT WISH TO BE LOVED BY ALL, JUST MAYBE BY ONE.
SO MUCH LOVE TO GIVE, TO RECEIVE FROM DEEP WITHIN,
TRY AS I MAY I CAN NOT STOP THIS THING CALLED TIME,
GROW OLD GRACEFULLY I AM TOLD, SO IS MY WAY A SIN,
THEY SAY TOMORROW IS THE START TO THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, LIFE WILL THEN BEGIN.
SOME OF THE AREAS ARE WRINKLED AND SOME ARE CREASED,
I AM STILL ALIVE AND KICKING, IT IS NOT AS IF I AM DECEACED,
LEND ME YOUR EAR, TAKE TIME OUT TO LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY,
I HAVE A WEALTH OF KNOWLEDGE THAT COULD COME YOUR WAY,
COULD THIS BE YOU SOME DAY..
By Ray