3 Lives

The Past

I roamed the seas in search of true adventure,

never failing to woo a damsel’s heart,

or quell the rage of an enemy vessel.

Lo’, I was a man among the many;

then one night, age crept up on my bones,

and I died.

The Present

Traversing city streets in search of adventure,

failing to find real love,

or cure the sadness bound to my soul,

I walk the concrete city alone.

I am my own man,

And couldn’t hold the hurt inside me.

The empty bottle beside my bed,

tells the truth of my story.

The Future

Scanning the tele-prompter in search of adventure,

failing to find the perfect match;

selecting the next best option, I sigh,

thinking this will have to do.

Pressing vision-mode, my future is laid before my eyes:

pleasure the woman of my choice,

crush out tyranny of mine enemies,

or cure sadness of the heart.

To stop death would assure my future,

but I cannot.

“Only one short-lived moment to a customer,”

say the instructions.