Dead Man Walking

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Dysfunctional Poetry

Okay, don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m NOT dying... any more so than anyone else. Doc says I probably have 5-7 years before the cancer comes back...statistically speaking.

 

Dead Man Walking

 

Yeah that’s right

I said it

DEAD MAN WALKING

My warranty has expired

I’m sick of being sick

And I’m tired of being tired

I’ve done my part for humanity

Meager as that may be

I’ve stood against social injustice 

Ive railed against all of the insanity

I’ve lived my life at a distance

Without family, hearth or home

Tried to be part of the solution

I’m neither proud nor ashamed

Of what I’ve done

So please don’t judge me harshly

But if you so choose then that’s fine

Each path presents its perspective

You’re built on your observations

My consciousness consecrates mine

Each of us records our own history

A life’s ledger of toil and tears

The scribe never sets aside pen and quill

Until the end of our days, weeks, months, and years

So again I say

DEAD MAN WALKING

Clear the way for a body

Who has paid his due

I’ve done what I can

To raise up my fellow man

Now I’m passing the torch

To you

 

Bcm 

29 Dec 2020


Submitted: December 29, 2020

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