The Fatal Hour Poem by Laurence Overmire
The Fatal Hour
Did I catch the moment
Preserve it in ink
Give my mind to the significance
Of the quest?
Did I make my stand here
To stay the test of immortality?
Or did I measure my life too short
And miss the opportunity?
I leave it to you, mad mistress
To take me to task or give me liberty
To speak in the speechless time
That turns my bones to ash.
~ Laurence Overmire
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