Heres To Everything...

heres to love

and it wounds and healing

heres to hate

and its nemesis dubbed forgiving

heres to blindness

and its begotten child called apathy

heres to kindness

and its subjuing sense of sympathy



heres to truth

and its heartless betrayal

heres to lies

and its favored mate called denial



heres to life

and all its pocketed questions

heres to death

and its suicidal suggestions



heres to everything

and all its promises of nothing

and heres to the writers of life

and the answers that theyre bringing



heres to us all

living and often dying

heres to us all

ever faltering

ever learning

ever changing



toast.


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Lindsay McKenna's picture

I have read many poems through the years (the few years I have under my belt) and I have seen many peices of work that deserve far more recognition than they ever recieve... this leaves them all behind. I always thought I was a pretty good poet... well frankly, I feel kinda small and insignifigant. this was incredible. Don't stop writing. I will read more.
Lindsay