Muscles balk, daring to challenge
the mind that forces them on,
A will made strong by memories
of graves gone by.
The latest only yesterday.
A friend, contemporary,
One who shared the last light
of a journey daily made,
Their only exercise
that to and fro
from pub to chippie
then back to couch.
Death initiates the will to change,
Bringing unwilling body to heel.
The energy debt incurred leading
to sublime sleep.
Mindless, repetitive
actions bringing peace
at last to mind unwilling
to face the truth.
That we are merely
fleeting shadows
in the great
wheel of time.