Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

To prosper

March 16, 1992 — Filed under: mypoems

To prosper To conquer To destroy Before the witness answers I will ask, where is the end! … It lies beyond our grasp In hell And below us There is no understanding needed If you understand you haven’t got a clue The answer for your race is live without a future See only the present These questions show no inelegance!