Reminiscence - 1

I sit there alone in my chair, in the living room
staring at the TV while my wife watches the good old soap opera
While my children are drowned in their work, busy.
I wonder how long I will last this way, living dead
My body aches, so does my heart and mind
Ah, how strong I Was back when I Was my son's age?
Strong, brimming with energy and with no self doubt
My confidence would rival that of a King
My looks, my skin, my strength, weren't they outstanding?
I could lift my boy and feed him telling him stories
Weren't those the best nights of my life when he would talk to me about stars?
Look how beautiful my girl has grown into. Beautiful and confident woman.
My first Love is still by my side, all the time
Man, life went by too fast dint it?
My vigor has grown weary with my mistakes
I wonder if am a burden?
Who can I ask this? May be my God?
What I loved the most once, music, feels strange to me
Though I want to sit back and talk to you,
Well, I can;t find the strength to do that.
I gather the little strength I have to sit with you
Ask about your work and inquire if you are happy
Knowing I have grown old and weak and cant help
But am I not the same old father? I believe you still look at me that way.
Every bone in my body aches very bad
But I see you all trying to cheer me up and try to forget it
Overcome it? I try it all the time.
But these little devils in my head, they dont age. Do they?
What was once a prayer for strength has now become a prayer for rest.
I feel tired. At the same time, I want to run further to see where my boys land up.
Ah such a beauty. You with your wife and kids
May be he will continue rest of the story you stopped.
Man, dont you think I want to stay awake?
Look at the world transform?
These news papers, I dont find them interesting anymore.
The books? The words are like mazes for me now. I get lost and wander among the passages.
This room is my kingdom and this bed my throne.
Isnt that funny kiddo?
For someone who roamed every single street of the town with a gang,
to find it more comforting to lay down on this bed?
I wonder what you think of me now.
Well, would it even matter now. I will rest my case
May be I will look down from this window at you.
With You, Always!