Two Dylan’s and My Movie

Two Dylan’s and My Movie

If life is a movie, I’m obsessed with the ending
Especially as the end-credits approach, with the dying of the light
But on this you can bet, as I’m not quite there yet
I’ll not be going gentle into anyone’s good night
I suspect that it is not death that most of us fear
More likely obscurity, disinterest, forgotten next year
To have lived a life that evoked no recollection
Is the bane of existence – and St. Peter’s rejection
Whatever to do?  There is one thing that’s true
We create our legacy while living….
And we earn our cosmic affection.

Bob Dylan wrote “He who is not busy being born is busy dying”
Dylan Thomas reminds us we are all dying, and to never ever stop trying
Like many, I squandered Act 1 of my cinematic script
Caught up in the minutia, for empathy/sympathy ill-equipped
But better reborn late than not at all,
I’m rewriting my script with this clarion call
My movie’s recast – with new lines, and old characters past
The ending’s rewritten – cast mates & viewers hopefully smitten
They may love or hate me - but memories of this sequel are built to last