Lost Somewhere Out In Space Poem by Hebert Logerie

I am lost, lost somewhere out in space,
With tears in my eyes, and sweats on my face.
I am lost, my mind is constantly wondering;
I am like an unconscious boxer in the ring.

I am fighting an already lost battle.
I am crying for help like a wailing cattle,
On its way to the butcher’s bloody table.
This is no joke; this is not a far-fetched fable.

I am lost not because I am a coward loser.
I am lost because I got clobbered by time.
Time is man’s number one persecutor,
A formidable judge, who is always in his prime.

I can only watch the images traveling with the clouds,
The souvenirs are engraved in my memory.
The autumn leaves are hanging tough on the big tree,
Which is still standing and still looking at the huge crowds.

I am lost. I am lost somewhere in the universe.
Right now, nothing fazes me and nothing matters.
My soul is lost and yet my heart is beating like a clock;
And my entire being is fighting like an out of breath cock.

I am lost. I am lost, and yet I know that Hope is hiding somewhere.
Since I am aware of my circle, the internal flame, the eternal fire
In me, will guide me out of the desert, out of the rainforests,
Out of the stratosphere, and out of the terrible tempests.

There is a time to get lost and a time to find yourself.
We are human, we sin, and nobody is perfect.
If you ever get lost, stop and think like an intellect,
Quit using fancy excuses, and stop behaving like an elf.