Nearly 75 and decided to write my first poem
Life crashes in
Leaves us stranded
Unexpectedly, with no warning
The future fades
Friends die
Hopes wither
Dreams dim
Forever, but hopefully not
The future is still to be written
Each of us can be an author
If we break the fever
If we only try
Take one step.
Just one
And then another
Toward each other
And that distant star
Even if it’s dim
Flickering capriciously in the night sky
Testing our resolve
Our love for self and each other
Our belief in the King’s Beloved Community
Specks of light may be all we see
For now anyway
But who knows
Life surprises
As do people, you and me
Written by
Sam Webb
I'm a long-time socialist and activist, but new to the blogging world. I hope to bring a different perspective on politics, sports, culture, and Marxism. Besides blogging, I also leave plenty of time for swimming, hiking, ESPN, music, reading, drinking good beer, and, not least, my family and friends. I wish I could play basketball, but my knees ruled out that possibility long ago.
While I currently reside in New York, my politically formative years were spent in Portland, Me. and Detroit during the 1970s and 1980s. I graduated from St. Francis Xavier University in Nova Scotia (where I played basketball) and received a MA in economics from the University of Connecticut.
I was the national chairperson of the Communist Party, USA from 2000 until 2014 when I stepped down at the convention. In 2016 I resigned from the Communist Party two years later. We were no longer on the same page.
