An ode to my
fallen comrades
Hey, how is it
on the other side?
Is that, in
fact, the actual light
at the end of
the tunnel?
I feel guilty
for outliving all of you
that succumbed
to the AIDS virus
or died of
Drug Addiction
I don’t know
why my time card has
not been
punched yet but
I will tell
you…
you are not
missing much
still…
.
.
.
Us vs. Them
You vs. Me
Rich vs. Poor
Black vs.
White
Police vs.
Criminals
and there are
so many shades
of grey that
you can become
dizzy with
confusion at all the
Inconstancies
and hypocrisies
.
.
.
I never
married or had children
I guess I
never bought into the
American Dream
anyway
Do I feel
blessed? Lucky?
that I made it
this far?
I suppose I do
partially out
of guilt or fear
of being wrong
otherwise
.
.
.
Do I embrace
life? waking up
every morning
to hear the
Birds sing?
No…
I did get
clean and sober
but it has
been a culture shock
.
.
.
Does this
passage seem
like the
writings of a self-absorbed
Debbie Downer?
Perhaps
but the only
comfort I have
in losing all
of you at such
early ages and
or in
sad
circumstances
is that maybe
you have it better than me
and are able
to laugh at the
earlier spaces
and places
and all the
pressures
that went with
it
.
SOURCE: POZ
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