A Poem

I have no faith, the woman said
I’ve no religion, no belief
You live your life until you’re dead
And time creeps quickly as a thief
I will not see my love again
Nor stroke a certain silky head
This life is it, for all its pain
We need to live it without dread

Illusions none, the woman said
Though death may come a-creeping
There are no angels round my bed
To guard me while I’m sleeping
I have my own voice, truth or lie
And I stand strong, not easy led
Thus will I live until I die
I have myself, the woman said

©jj 2021

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