If You’re Not Growing, You’re Disintegrating

Decrepit Like Everybody Else

I ought to get my rear in gear; encroaching entropy

Challenges my mere existence, yes, the being-ness of me—

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Why, I’ll be disappearing soon, with chaos on the rise—

Order is losing ground to it, and much to my surprise,

Growth falls to dissolution at a speed I comprehend

Is likely to outlast me, too, as I fade to my end—
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And now I am unraveling, unwinding, getting old

And obsolete, for that’s the end of every tale that’s told.

Goodbye to all you younger things: relish your hour of youth—

You’ll all join me, and soon enough, and that’s the simple truth.

13 thoughts on “If You’re Not Growing, You’re Disintegrating

    • Whoa, Duuude! You’re bending my mind! I’m just going to guess here, but it seems to me that one might open a restaurant and serve ground round on the disordered ground, but only if one didn’t lose the order. 😉

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