poetry. on turning 42, part II. circa 2015

42  

A random age  

In random times 

Yet significant  

In this moment  

In history  

And in life  

Forty-two 

2 × 3× 7 

The angle  

Upon which  

A rainbow sits 

So that  

In the right light  

You see hope  

In the eye of the storm  

42 

The number of days  

A password expires  

On a Microsoft domain 

Before you must create a new one  

Restart the tedious process  

Of creating a new set of characters  

That symbolize who you  are

Yet is something you can remember  

Before you forget again  

The older you get  

The more you use the same password  

For multiple tasks  

Because life is  

Too short  

To have to remember  

How to get into your email account 

42 minutes  

The time it takes  

To drill  

To the center  

Of the earth  

Divisible by 

1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 14, 21, 42 

separates life  

Into segments  

Sections  

42 

In spiritual terms

Signifies the essence 

Of making life plans

Decisions

Figuring out 

What is next 

On your bucket list 

42

Superbowl XLII 

With 97.5 million viewers  

The year Jordin Sparks  

Sang the National Anthem  

And the year I made the decision  

to take a leap faith  

Figured out  

God had my back  

After all  

4 + 2 = 6 

The number of times  

My heart has been broken  

42 

broke barriers  

in the form of Jackie Robinson  

Baseball  

My grandfather’s favorite pastime  

Boring to me  

Yet symbolized so much  

To a race 

A country  

A sport  

Everyday  

42 children 

are diagnosed with cancer  

Such little bodies  

Such little time  

So unfair  

Yet so biblical  

Little children suffer  

God beckons  

God protects  

42 is the  answer given  

When a Google search  

Is completed  

Using the terms   

“The meaning of life ” 

That you can  

Find the answer  

To these questions  

On Google  

Is a challenge  

In itself