Automatic (standard:Creative non-fiction, 161 words)
Author: BENTLINK	Added: Dec 03 2009	Views/Reads: 4440/2	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Another birthday and here I stand, same place as last year...

Automatic 

Age 70 come rolling right up on me cause it's automatic.  Lots I got a
chance to do, lot too I didn't.  Next big stop is where I get off.  My 
O My how I do hate this being a whole bucket shy of what I could have 
done.  I hate more this coming up a barrel short of being knowed about 
anywhere my shadow didn't fall.  Too late for me to fix now because the 
getting off time is coming on real fast, while getting to be famous, 
and knowed about is off over yonder.  Somewhere way over there in a 
place I know I ain't ever goanna see.  Someplace fine all the young 
folks have a chance to get to, but most never will.  Be best somebody 
try and tell them “better get to doing what needs doing” cause ever 
single one of them is living on automatic just like me and you. Just 
like me and you...


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