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2024-04-17  Correspondent

POEM - Gone  



Spirit, that gave me life.

Why did you leave without a word?

Or inquisition?

To let us reach an agreement?


When the Creator called, you left quietly;

leaving the flesh void and lifeless.

You abandoned a precious abode,

just anywhere you chose.


Did you not hear me say, “I want to live forever?”

Or when I prayed, “I want to go like Elijah?”


Oh, spirit, that gave me life.

I should have appreciated life more,

rather than complain about those who left;

I should have loved those who did not.

I should have counted every breath. 


Because, in the grave,

How do I express my gratitude?

2024-04-17  Correspondent

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