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                      A Year Too Far

I fear this year may be the worst one hereto,
(It's start's been the worst that I've known)
But then the demise of the world isn't new
(It began before I was 'full grown.')

I long for the past, and the good times of old
And despair at the state that we're in
And it all gets too much; sometimes I feel cold
To the bone and I know we can't win.

It's all change from now; it's scary at best
At the start of this new century;
Although we may all feel we just want a rest
(Oh, if only that could be!)

We have to plough on with the days and the nights
While trying to avoid getting vexed,
Although sadly, I fear that this year, by rights,
May prove one too far...God, what next...?*

                                                                                           
                                                                                       MTJ    21.2.00



*You don't really wanna know the answer to that!