80-year old died last night
At 1:17 a.m., of natural causes
Strange that no vice
Got him first. He was wise!
He believed in a god above
But for religion, he had no patience
Or, in the spirit of Tennyson
Faith unfaithful kept him falsely true
Race, sex, religion, creed
Love, hate, kindness, greed
To him it was all the same
Difference
In the face of adversity he was cool
Like red-hot Ice
He stopped many a civil war, what
Was civil about war anyway?
He was a great orator
When he spoke, the crowd
Would erupt in deafening
Silence
He was a great writer
Poet in residence in absentia
His body of work was
An organized mess
He did many things
And saw many places
His experimental nature was
An open secret
He was one of a
Kind
He is survived
By everyone
The words above will fill
Every page, you know the drill
When I’m gone, scary!
This will be my obituary.
My First Watch
5 days ago
2 comments:
Haha I read it again and I like it more each time I read it :)
Love this poem :) Clapped so hard when you read it out once upon a Literati event!
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