Do Not Cling To The Old Poem by Lindy Jean Kleinhans

By LJK


Do not cling to the old
The sad, the bad, the nights that were cold
Do not cling to skewered proportions
Of a life you held dear with many distortions

Do not cling to the old
The battleground defended by you were so bold
Do not cling to the past, the old, as it was
It made you feel empty, a waterless vase

Do not cling to the old
Who made you to wander
Your unsatisfied hunger
Was always asunder

Do not cling to the old
But cling if you must
To your person in life
With the tiniest bust

Cling, and cling some more
But whatever you do, do not cling to that life before