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Keep going, you say. See what will happen
when the slough of despond yawns wide
at your feet
or when the going gets so tough
that the tough fold and say "no more."
You can say "keep going" till you're blue in the face
but it won't make a difference
because there are times when I don't really care
what happens—don't care to invest
any more energy beating that dead horse
of hope, of "see what happens."
In the long run,
what will happen to every one of us
is pretty much a foregone conclusion.
However, by the time you are ready
to join me here in this Land of Old, Older, Oldest
maybe that elephant working its way
through the body of the snake
(i.e., the Boomers)
will have discovered a cure:
no death, no loss of friends
(or even old acquaintances
barely remembered from school days).
Instead, the Boomers will exert their demographic might
to alter it all: no more wrinkles,
no more arthritis,
no more Alzheimer's,
no more death.
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