Life Isn't About Sex

Life Isn't About Sex

A Poem by LSS
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It's About Old

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‘Life Isn’t About Sex’

         (It’s About Old!)

 

Am I mistaken?

Or did I misquote?

Let me ask you this question.

Let me put it to vote.

‘The older I get

Is the more that I know.'

Or, ‘The Sexier I get

Is the more that I show.’

 

I saw an old woman

A-walking the street.

She had no soft bounce

To make her look sweet.

She stumbled and shuffled,

As if in great pain.

It showed me why walking

Could make her insane.

 

Yet scrape way her wrinkles,

Tighten up her chin,

Throw away her platforms,

Lose fat - Be thin.

Dress her in lip-gloss,

Frillies and froth.

Tighten up her panties,

Maybe add even ‘Goth’.

Color her hair

With a sparkle or two.

Then tell me truly,

Is she Eighty? Twenty-two?

 

Now lets take that lady

Treat her to tea.

Ask her to tell us

What would it be?

Would she take Age?

Wisdom? and Such?

Or bring back her beauty

And lose her old crutch.

I’m sure for the moment

She’d consider the two.

But without hesitation

Those past years would rue.

She’d forget that the long years

Brought hardship and pain.

That in eighty more years

There’d be nothing to gain.

She’d still be that woman

A-walking the street,

Still dowdy and worn out

On broken old feet.

© 2017 LSS


Author's Note

LSS
Even Old People Were Once Sexy.

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What a humorous way to convey a serious concept about life! It rings with truth! What young people do not realize is that inside these old bodies are our souls, who look in the mirror, saying , "What the hell happened"? We still feel 30 in spirit! It all seems to happen so fast! But I disagree with you, Old People are STILL sexy! Love your rhymes!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I wouldn't trade intellect and spiritual oneness for youth any day of the week, but I would definitely prefer the younger body. Alas! One can't be blessed with it all.

All things come to an end. Hopefully, there is life beyond.

Thank you for sharing such a thought-provoking and insightful poem. It's one which we all share familiarity with.

God bless!

Linda Marie

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yes you are right and we were once sexy too. I like the poem. Made me laugh this morning. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Quite fun, but thoughtful and interesting. Trying to say one forever is (1) not possible and (2) just another mental defect.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Ah, the age old question and then once again we come to the conclusion that youth is truly wasted on the young. ;) Like the questioning in this piece. Kudos.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Many would return to their youth, I suppose, given the choice. But i don't recollect it as a time of especial happiness. So I'll keep the here'n'now, with all its lacks frosted with the icing of perception, instead of the same lacks, marinated in cluelessness! A wise and witty write, Larry! Where've you been??


Posted 14 Years Ago


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