Fiction: ‘When Walking Wasn’t Exercise’

By Aristophanes

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There was a time in youth

When walking wasn’t exercise

This flabby frame was lean

Toned muscles more than apt

 

There was a time ago

When walking wasn’t exercise

In mind I still remember

Sweet dream it will remain

 

There was a time, now past

When walking wasn’t exercise

What is there now but pain?

Strange flights in light so bright

 

There was a time. No more.

When walking wasn’t exercise.

It’s gone. Like sand. Like dust.

Nothing ever lasts.

 

There is a time ahead

When walking won’t be anything

I know I should turn back

But it is far too late. ■

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