The picture of Dorian Gray
Can you picture yourself in those that came before you? Will your life lead you along the paths they walked and will your journey wind along the same predictable road? Will you remember the turning points: your firstborn, the day your wife died, the day you realised you saw your grandson for the very last time? Will he realise it? Will it matter? Will you be forgiven when you reach your final destination? Will the wrinkles in your face be of age, of pain , of anger? Will you want to realise your time is up? Will you perish like them, helpless and painfully aware that you have been forsaken? Will those that have forsaken you, leave you for leaving them? Will you be ashamed of your helplessness, but still to proud to ask for help? Will you feel that life has treated you well? Will you hope for better things to come? Will you want her to go first? Will you want to be alone or will you want them by your side? When you die, you'll wonder: "Was that it?". Will you think of how you wished you'd lived? Well you're here now, yes, you're here now...
