The End (A Poem)

The Accidental Poet

THE END

Tomorrow is but an empty container
Of items listed on his agenda.
Tasks yet undertaken.
A piece of flesh, a slice of life,
Three, four, five times over.
Looking way beyond the ledge.
Horizons capped, limits reached.
A man’s image twice complete.
You ask me how I know he’s been here.
Just look up into yesterday’s sunset
And you will see the unfinished product.
A bunch, a bushel,
Measured for you.
Can you (will you)
See the end?

© 1998 Steven Barto

Published by The Accidental Poet

I am a Christian in recovery from four decades of active addiction. I earned a B.S. in Psychology from Colorado Christian University, and I am currently earning an M.A. in Theological Studies at the same school. The main focus of my ministry is apologetics and doctrinal studies, and I am also involved in working with individuals struggling with mental health and substance abuse issues. To me, there is no "higher power" than Jesus Christ, who broke the chain of addiction in my life.

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