Down to my ugly aged skin
But unbowed by those
Who'd beat me down
For just being old
I am still alive vital essence
A giving yet to give to generations
Unborn and already forgotten
I offer myself as sacrifice
For everything that I didn't do
The choices I avoided making
Afraid of all and trusting none
If my legacy is to more than this void
Hanging deep in space without time
Slowly ticking down to final tock
As I'm the grandfather clock
Stuck sitting in a corner
Chiming in as best I can
Offering what wisdom abuse has brought me
While a garish Hearst waiting outside
Silent in keeping watch
Motor running
Anticipation
A wail
Soft cry
Goodbye
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