W. Doug Bolden
"Too Slow"
"Too Slow" is meant to be a little bit of self deprecation, a feeling that I (at the time of writing, I was 29) might still be too childlike for my own good. It is a statement of "I need to grow up!" said in as minimalist terms as possible.
A man grows up too slow nowadays,
Though I admit
It might just be
An induction.
The great world burns on its wheel,
Spinning year after
Woven year.
I am always childlike.
To whom do I answer, in the end?
What is the final
Outcome? When while
I articulate?
Summer races, past, an autumn
Follows. Soon back
to Spring again,
And I, barely older
This poem written by W. Doug Bolden.
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