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Joshua Brown
Someone brought me a candy bar
And I said "my gratitude is immense"
But really, I wasn't happy but sad
Because we were at a funeral
There were flowers up on the stage
Thousands of flowers for the man
Whose body was lying in a casket
Ready to be buried til resurrection
People were gathered to mourn
Because he really meant a lot to us
And he had actually cared so much
About our feelings and thoughts
We had been touched emotionally
Not in his death but in his life
Where he wondered in curiosity
At the dreams, oh the dreams!
Maybe it was silly, unconscious us,
To the people who couldn't live
But walked around as zombies
But to him it was the whole thing!
There were no politics here
And I laughed and cried to think
Of the petty people left behind
By him in his life, to connect with us
God had received back an angel
That man whose ears burned red
At the anger against our enemies
And at the pain we experienced.
And we had done the same for him
The brave struggle, not for power
But for love of all that was holy,
Combined us together in morality
I nibbled on the candy bar giv'n
Waves of grief disrupting my bite
And tears streamed down my face
Pained at that loss of a dear friend
Goodbye little man with a bicycle
Goodbye and don't forget us
There in your streets of gold
There in the presence of God
Goodbye little man with glasses
Goodbye and don't forget about
The gigantic moon back here
And the silly frozen "smoke" we blew
Goodbye little man so horny
Goodbye and don't forget her
The cute girl in the tight shorts
That taught us to ride Arabians.
Goodbye little man forgotten
Goodbye because I forgot you
And I'll always regret that
#poem #poetry #death #loss #grief #abandonment #isolation #coping #survival
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📅 Written November 16, 2023
📍 Written in Aurora, Colorado at Joshua's home along Sand Creek
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I lost a dear friend, ripped from me at the moment I needed confederation most. But I survived, and in that survival I inadvertently prepped myself to live a life without him, and even though he didn't care about me, sometimes I remember that friendship we formed, that bond we forged early in our lives and how devastating that it may have been for him to be removed from my life, because it was devastating on my life.
And he didn't make it, and I did.
Not my fault, but man does it make me want to fight back against those that stole that childhood kinship away from me. Fuck them and their choice to rip him away until he never came back. And coping would be to say, I'll see you on the other side buddy. But fuck that, I'm going to connect with people, I'm going to care and connect and fucking make it up to you buddy. I'm going to be so fucking happy and walk away from those who crushed our friendship to gain resources and power.
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