Changed, pt 4

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I've changed.
I'm not that boorish mook anymore -
The one that plays the fool
for comfort.

I'm not the child
that diligently follows
the cogs of time.

I don't need
to spend my life
in the drudgery of routine.

I don't need
to waste my life
doing what's forseen.

I don't believe
in a world that cannot be changed
by the right instigators
putting in the right amount of work.

I don't cry
because I'm an observer
and
I don't cry
because I see the wonder.

I believe when the moment has come,
but I also believe in other ways
it could have been done.  

I'm a bystander.
I see the gears and wires of life
intertwine and ignite
in a flash of myriad possiblities.

I am witness.
I see it all,
but I am no longer a part.

I am who I am.
I reminisce and experience anew.
I've lived my life and done my deeds.
I watch and see and dream to be
Wherever I want whenever I want to be.

I enjoy the meals fed to me
But not so much as my sweet reverie.
I see what the world needs of me,
And I hardly remember those
Who brought the world to me.
But I see my children have grown free.

I do things everyone tells me I shouldn't.
I don't back out.

I've earned my right.
I'm not a fool
to be appeased.
I've passed my goals
and look back
with glee.

I am who I am.
I sit and sleep.
I think of things
and dream my dreams.
I have no need
to accomplish deeds.

I'm not the man
who is seized
by love's joyful wings.
I had my chance,
and my moment has passed.
I had two wives,
and now I have none.

I wish I had jumped another time.
I wish my legs weren't too weak.
I wish I had another love,
But I'm glad for the memories.

We spent our time
In love's everlasting light,
And I still remember the nights
Laying arm in arm and side by side.
I glow from its enduring might.

I am who I am.

I have ten grandkids
but no car
or house of my own.

I make no money,
but I'm happy.
I go places like my son's
or my daughters'.

I am free.
I know I am
Because
I am who I am.

I'm not a youngster.
I'm not a nuisance or hindrance.
I'm not foolish or knowing
or anything in between.

I'm not feeble;
I'm able.
I'm not idle;
I'm tired.
I'm not a chore;
I'm a man full grown.

I've lived my life,
And done my deeds.

I'm not a withered soul.
I am who I am.

I am not who I used to be.
I haven't changed at all.

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