October 5, 2015

Second Chance

I had forgotten
death is ever-present,
how we're put
in his charge
by an impatient god,
who grants us mercy
with a wink
and a nod.
Like any plaything,
we can be tossed aside
or left on the shelf,
until one day we're replaced
by something else,
like a step child
is made to feel secondhand,
until he's finally
released back into the wild,
assured of his real worth,
given a second chance,
if only
he can forget
the first.