“Light at the End of the Tunnel” (© KPKeelan)


It’s not that I have any choice in the matter.

Once you rule out suicide

all that’s left

is acceptance.

What’s gonna be is gonna be.

So why do I let it worry me so?

Is the glass half-empty?


Does it matter?

Where does the fairytale of faith

come from?

How do I live

in the mouth of eternity?

Put one foot in front of the other?

Go on

into another day

with only my tiny, tenuous candle

to illuminate such all-consuming darkness?

Why do I play act this dumbshow

of my life?

All this fuss and fury, bluster and drama-

what is it for?

Useful illusions

that’s what it’s all about-

finding a way to be at peace

despite being incarnated in

a world of war, hunger, greed.

So we grow.

We have no choice.

We move forward

into a murky future that may be

and may not;

playacting at faith,

pretending to ourselves

that the light we see at the end of the tunnel

is not an onrushing train.


(9- 21- 11)



About KPKeelan

Fool, Philosopher, Lover & Dreamer, Benign TROUBLEMAKER, King and Jester of KPKworld, an online portal to visual and linguistic mystery, befuddlement and delight.
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