HEADY RUSH

 

HEADY RUSH

 

We fly towards the new millennium in a heady rush

of life not knowing where it will end,

or if this is only the beginning of the rest of our lives.

Who has fucked who, who is at war,

who loved who? It all seems inconsequential

compared to the death of the millennium.

Will we be happy or sad when those seconds fall

on a virgin new year?

People say that life is what you make it

but are we really in control or are we corks

upon the sea in the passage that is life?

Not many will see what we are about to witness –

it’s a special moment that time is kind enough to show us.

I will be happy, knowing that things will have changed,

never to be the same again.

 

1999/2000eventslifemilleniumparty

◄ Natalie. Politico (from my new series of Natalie poems)

FORD ESCORT ►

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