In December, plans are made
Grandiose visions for the next decade
Statements said, proclamations made
A Renaissance Man in the new year
An instantaneous transformation
Expectant with the new year
Reformation of one’s habits
A brand new person replaced
Midnight countdown on New Year’s Eve
Will dissolve bad habits away
Resolutions spurred by enthusiasm bursts
Charge with newfound energy
One-twelfth of the year gone by
It’s end of January!
Where are you, Renaissance Man?
Whither did you go?
Castles sans foundations built
Foundations on sand and not stone
Airy dreams cannot be sustained
And inertia just seeps in
Proclamations and resolutions
Now tidbits of one’s history
Flashes of memory submerged
Deep into the mind’s conscience
A comeback at the end of year?
Oui, that’s a guarantee!