Truth

I have been taught to take things as they come.
"What more could you expect in life?"
Embrace the good with the bad.
Even when "the good" is far between
Few.
If ever seen.
Each turn is a stumble into dark from dim
And at this point of age
My patience is wearing thin.
So many years of empty promises
So many smiles to hide the tears in knowing eyes.
Is there no end?
Save the final reprise.
When, without warning, the struggle is completed.
Is that the silver lining you promised us?
Is that the consolation prize?
Despite the pain and strife we can take solace in the knowledge
That nothing matters and everyone dies.