Mortality Check

Blog 322:

From silvery gray to pitch black
Clouds announce ominous skies
From soft breeze to clammy air
Winds portend gloomy weather

Like the graying clouds
A heart worries
Like the damp winds
One’s mind frets

Slight fevers get disquieting
Joint pains summon anxiety
Shifting blood pressure brings fear
Entire being screams …
“What’s happening?”

Hearing dulls
Eyesight blurs
Balance tips
Orientation shakes
Confidence whispers …
“This can’t be happening!”

Wretched of wretches …
It is what it is!
Aging harbors fits
Mind skips lucidity
Moods get vexing

Worst of all states worse …
It is what it is!
Though a flashback of pasts gives thrills
Foreshadowing one’s end brings chills
With aging comes a feeling of defeat
But mortality must itself complete!