“The Nature of It All”
by William Hegarty ’23
I consider showers at dusk in the cool December air
and midwinter sunsets.
There’s much more than meets the eye.
The blazing lights of cities, the soaring skies of aircraft,
phenomenons of a new age, growing lifeless
and cold. A body freshly exhumed, a grave
shamelessly robbed, guiltless thieves,
ignorant of doom. Greed and avarice,
gluttony with no end, yet still monotony
at every street corner. No regard for survival, none.
A self-destructing generation with no one to lean on.
Yet that’s not true, and even with this setting sun,
even if it’s all a ruse, we all still won.
Having the time of our lives,
meeting all whom we love,
mingling like doves in springtime.
So hold out hope,
for there is light at the end of the tunnel, a life free from woe.
A well-deserved seat for all who deserve,
and contented feelings from how we serve others.
