“Chasin’ da’ Sun…”

Like a bug on the inside of a window…I’ll keep Chasin’ da’ Sun…
Can’t make it through the clear barrier in my way…I end up on my back dead…when done.
Every time I look and see…
That Sun still lies ahead of me.
I believe somehow I can make it through the thick glass…
I even use my rear hind legs to help push as hard as I can on my _ss!
Yet…I continue to mush my face…
Into this clear thing that has me stuck in place.
And if the window should indeed…at last…finally open…
I’d find a way to get stuck right back against the window…again.
Chasing the bright Sunlight…and shooting for the Stars…
The time I spent wasted on this Earth…I might as well have been living on Mars.
Each day…I spend trying to get through this barrier…’til I get weaker and weaker…
Each day…a little of my life ebbs away…and getting through to the other side….looks bleaker and bleaker.
Hungry and Weak…I get up once more to spend the day pushing at what holds me back…
Weariness comes with the night…I will make it through tomorrow…I think I have the knack.
My whole body is telling me it is time to call it quits…
It hurts from ramming into the clear barrier…in so many fits.
And so with a sigh…Come morning…I fly once more to break through the window pane…
“Smack”…My barrier has returned again…Whatever it is that stops me…is making me insane!
Here I go again…Determination will eventually prevail…
“Bang”…I hit my face again…The reality is…I think that ultimately…I will fail.
I curse and scream…But no one is nearby…or buzzing around that I can hear…
I fall back on the window sill…My time on this Earth…is drawing to a close…I fear.
With one thin breath left within me…I shout out: “Oh Please, Can someone help?!”
A big Human’s finger shows up…Squishes my head in…I let out an “AAA-GH” with my final yelp.
Suddenly…the Sun is all around…and as for me…I am renewed once more to fly in Open Air…
I am Free as the Breeze itself…I have no more Pain…There’s no more Defeat…or even a Care…
I had met my barrier face-to-face…and in the end…I must say…it eventually won…
There was no way I could’ve made it back there…Look at me now…Free From Chasin’ Da’ Sun.
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Most creative, I really enjoy this one,
Thank you, Rasma
Great job with this poem, Steve. There certainly is a lesson for us all to learn from that little bug bumping it’s head against the glass to get to the sun. We waste a lot of time and effort chasing things we may never achieve….it would be hoped we learn from our mistakes.
Thanks for reading this one and for your great comment, John. We can always hope that we learn from our mistakes before banging our heads…continually…to a very end. But, me…I’m not so sure…if I’m still not banging my head against something ahead of me…on a continual basis. It sure feels like it on some days…Ha!
Now that was FUN! I understand the pulling on whatever creative notion and this panned out. Well done. Jamie
Thank you, Jamie…Glad you thought this was a FUN read!