Wisdom Comes Too Late

Dead. Your clock finally timed out. A few (hundreds) attended your funeral. Nobody (everybody) wanted to say some words about you. You were widely reviled (revered) and cursed (blessed) for the many times you screwed (helped) others. You are dead and will soon (never) be forgotten. You will not (surely) be missed.

Old. You never found your niche (retired) since you hated (loved) what you did. Your career was one disaster (accomplishment) after another garnering you infamy (acclaim) from your enemies (peers). You never (often) get calls and visits from those you ignored (cared about). You may not have been with them day-to-day and they preferred it (wasn’t) that way. You were cared for by cruel (loving) strangers (friends and family). Your health was failing (robust) in accordance with the way you abused (took care of) your body and the abuse (love) you gave to others. You were a mess (inspiration). Young people found you irrelevant (sagely) and could never (certainly) imagine emulating you and following in your footsteps.

Young Adult. The type of jobs denied (offered) to you were based on your failure (excelling) while in college. Your career was sinking (rising) fast. Whatever you touched turned to shit (gold). It seems that you couldn’t do anything right (wrong). Of course this was no surprise considering all of your slacking (hard work) over the years. You career choice was awful (perfect) for you. You were on dead-end (highway) to oblivion (the top).