Suicide
by Tom Kitt — Read all 95 poems by Tom Kitt
Crossing over I felt a breeze, a gentle, tempting, seductive tease. An invite to become undone, a chance to live as few have done.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Suicide
Quietly I sit drinking my beer
Young man asked
'Are you from Ireland?'
We talk of Druids & ancient lore
Said he was a poet.
Found him wise
Of ageless truth
Said he was distracted, came from the hospital
Girlfriend tried to commit suicide
Wanted to leave the world.
A year since, raped
Lost her job
Depressed & stressed
An angel of light like a beacon at night
Attracting the darkness.
The darkness came & took the light
A moments reprieve in a sea of loss
To return to the pain at such a cost
But, nothing stolen can kill the pain
Only balance can ease the shame.
The light was taken for a moment’s reprieve
Leaving an angel with broken wings
No longer to be warmed by the breath of innocence
No longer to fly on the wings of hope
No longer to live the immortal death of nature.
It is a trap most cruel
To protect is the rule
To build a tower
To save a fool
The sword will rule!
Spirits soar as freedom rules
But when the attacks come they begin to ‘think’
Knowing reduces to measure fear
A steel trap descends.
Now owned by fear
Control is the Seer
Subtle traps for the wise & clear
Whispering, whispering in their ear
Measuring all they have to fear.
To clear the air one must die on que
Become as dead
Removing to the spirit world
Coming here to work & play
Nothing is real!
Learn to laugh at thinking
Tell it you’re already dead
Diffuse its control
It can rape your flower
For this is not your power.
Transfer your center
From here to there
Remember, you died!
You committed suicide
No longer alive.
Now you are free
Powerful, alive & free
Immortal - enjoy!
Nothing to do
Only Be.
Outstanding in contents, rhythm, poemization, fluence of the verb and poetization... "Suicide" glows.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love,
CJ
Regis