The Answer Is Blowing In The Wind - Acrostic Sonnet Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

T ime’s pages Chance’s spendthrift hand is turning,
H ere choice is made, there other options spurned.
E arly or late see dust to dust retu[r]ning,
A nd after all is over, what is learned?
N ow live, now love, spend now! What credit earning
S hall long remain? Inconstant, unconcerned,
W aste men paste days on canvas undiscerning, -
E fforts vain, f[l]amed reputations burned.
R emembered are the living, not the urned!
I f answer lies ahead, a head lies, churning –
S o little space, lost face, or feelings spurned -
B rinkmanship judgemental, solace yearning.
L ost who seek answers based on white or black,
Wing in the wind needs t[r]ack yet not attack.