10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5,
Today I turned 43.
But, I don’t feel any older
Than I did yesterday.
As I take a long pull from my wooden pipe,
I start to think about all the hearts I have broken…
Lives that I destroyed back in my youth.
It’s no wonder why karma is such a cruel mistress.
I recall the day she first showed up.
Dress all torn, hair all a mess.
Two birthdays ago she just walked up to me,
Told me that she was here to collect a debt,
And immediately I knew, I knew exactly why she was here.
I had known for years that this day would come.
So I accepted what came my way.
Today on my birthday, I stand before you, broken but humbled.
Looking back I regret a lot of things,
But I know that all of that is in the past.
Nothing I can do now to change it.
I lost a lot, hurt a lot, cried a lot…
Now that I am a another year older, I can only reflect,
And move forward with a more positive outlook and direction.
© Mauricio Rincon 2020