Prompt Inception - Over Fifty
Strumming through the years, on worn-out strings,
Past echoes in chords, where the cello sings.
Mistakes like shadows, long on the ground,
Lost chances whispered, in every sound.
But here in the half-light of life's fading day,
Over fifty, realizing the games we used to play.
It's never too late, to change the tune,
Rise with the strings under the second moon.
Life's drumbeat quickens, in the quiet of the night,
A solo of rhythms, in the early light.
Thoughts unspoken, now scream out loud,
On a stage of silence, before the gathered crowd.
But here in the half-light of life's fading day,
Over fifty, realizing the games we used to play.
It's never too late, to change the tune,
Rise with the strings under the second moon.
Basslines weaving, through the fabric of the soul,
A virtuoso's touch, making broken rhythms whole.
Guitar riffs rise, like a phoenix in the air,
A melody reborn from the depths of despair.
Voices hoarse with time, yet singing clear,
Echoing truths we once refused to hear.
Years may pass, but passions don't lie,
Lifting the chorus, to the open sky.
But here in the half-light of life's fading day,
Over fifty, realizing the games we used to play.
It's never too late, to change the tune,
Rise with the strings under the second moon.
So stand now, with the dawn as it breaks,
Embrace a new path
For each moment lost, there’s one to gain,
In the second sunrise, we start again.
So stand now!
Stand NOW!
STAND NOW!
STAND!
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