I used to soar like an eagle, once upon a time,
I would glide about all day long, doing just fine,
Then one day I realized, life had flown on by,
somewhere along the way, I forgot to even try,
What did happen? How could this be?
I suppose no one really knows, this is life, and now it’s me,
The air currents are gone, I cannot glide anymore, so my wings I flap real hard
but the strength is gone, so down I go, I know I’ll hit the ground real hard,
Here it comes, faster and faster, oh My God what do I do?
There is nothing, it’s too late, my life is over I am through,
I close my eyes, it all turns black, my breath is almost gone,
Strength drains from my body, anytime now it’ll be over, it won’t be long,
Good bye sweet world, I say goodbye,
Do not shed a tear for me, do not whimper a single a cry.
©Thomas H Czech, 2011
This poem is a poem about how one feels after loss. It is not a literal, physical death, but a feeling of death on the inside. It is not to be taken literally, it is merely an allegory. I write because for me it is therapeutic, this is how I came up with this one. It is after dealing with loss.
Thanks for reading,
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