Million Years Ago...What lost, what left.

No struggles nor fight. No sadness nor solitude, no pain nor loss...

 what a cruel way to humiliate my life?

Million years ago, I had a dream.

I would have fulfilled it, 

if life hadn't been so kind.

And ever since I have lost 

my soul and mind.

Million years ago, I had a thought.

I should have worked on it,

if the calender was set right.

And ever since I have lost

my skill and sight.

Million years ago, I had zeal.

I could have followed it,

if people around me were not nice.

And ever since I have lost

my creativity and surprise.

Million years ago, seems 

too much time?

Although in doubt, only yesterday I

left home and wrote this rhyme.

If  a million years,

had been so sterile...

... I may not have done anything worthwhile.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
~William Shakespeare