Wringer of Life

I’ll be a wringer of life-

Squeeze for all I’m worth.

Hold my days in a vise.

Die clutching the earth.

I will not go gently.

I will rage and fight.

For me there will be

No exit stage right.

When at last I am spent

To the grave, I’ve arrived

I want to scream out

“Wow! What a Ride!”







6 thoughts on “Wringer of Life

  1. Fantastic poem! There was so much imagery and this poem was very, very vivid! “Squeeze for all I’m worth/Hold my days in a vise/Die clutching the earth.” Beautiful! I hope you consider submitting this poem!

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