At some point men must bow to fate

To swallow choices good or bad

No turning back the hands of time

To should or could or would have had


At some point men must eat old crow

To cross their hearts and hope to die

No second bites more curative

To revel in rich humble pie


At some point men must take the fall

To raise the white flag blamelessly

No saving graces but for one

To age and wizen shamelessly

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