The reformation of Newbland Banks express...

I wanted somewhere to put all my work up and stuff so I thought this could get going again! BOOOM!

Get some poetry down yer! This is brand new!

Habeas Corpus:

You think about it, don’t you?

Or At least

I do

If life’s to short…

Why do we even bother?

Why do we always think everything through?

You wonder about it don’t you?

I always do

Do people actually think of me?

Of things that I’ve done

Or are they to busy…

Living

Is that why they are so good at being young?

I’m not

I’ve always been old

Or that’s what I’ve said

Or always been told.

I often wonder about the things I’ve done

The jokes I’ve told,

The songs I’ve sung.

I’ve often decided

I’ve never been young

Always tight with my wallet

Loose with my tongue

Do you think of me from time to time?

I know I do…

And I always wonder…

Is there anything left?

Or did you chuck it all out?

Leaving me bereft…

It always comes back to me

These things I’ve done

And if you can live without regret

You know you’ve won

So here’s my conclusion

It’s brief but full:

Laugh

Love

Live

Have no regrets, not even one!

And one last thing that may be hard to digest…

One thing’s for sure

He whose lust lasts, lasts longest.