Life is Fair

Posted on 2020/05/26 by Bartholomew Barker

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Life is Fair

We all die — all forgotten.
No justice after death
not even in history books.

Our published works,
masterpiece or doggerel,
burn or molder.

The wind shreds
what remains to confetti,
celebrating our demise.

Monks and nuns,
bums and whores,
we’re all erased.

Cathedrals and crack houses
delivered by landslides
to the shore

where the ocean swallows
the wicked and the righteous
alike.

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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8 Responses to Life is Fair

  1. JeanMarie says:
    2020/05/26 at 17:55

    Wow. So dark and pessimistic but i live it. Suits my mood perfectly today. 😃

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  2. JeanMarie says:
    2020/05/26 at 17:56

    Love it, not live it. Although i guess both fit. 🤣

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  3. Lisa Tomey says:
    2020/05/26 at 18:13

    In these days we can see much of this before us. Well written.

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