I've recently gotten back into spoken word and am writing a number of poems. This is one that I think is good enough to share. When I Finally Die Let me tell you my final words. I don’t need a will or testament to tell all of you what needs to be said today. None of what I say will be relevant until my soul decides to pass away. My mortality has been know to me since month three, and all I can see is the dark times where there is hate instead of love. I lived as a boy in a man’s body. I questioned anything because I don't know everything. That knowledge won't come to me until my body lies six feet under your feet but my soul flies freely trough the clouds. To those closest to me, listen clear: Allow your tears to fall, but dry them as quickly as they appeared. Do not pity me because my heart no longer beats because I forever live in your hearts. Smile when you think of me and my burning smile will always be on you. To the one who will mourn me the most, the woman who came to me in the darkness. My love, I fought as long as I could just to simply see your shining smile every chance I could. Don’t let what we’ve been through go in vain, for I will forever stick by your side. And when that time comes for you to follow in these hallow footsteps, know that you will not be alone. For, wen you die, I will be there holding onto your perfect hand and I will escort you through the clouds. I know it will be scary enough to do so alone, which is why I will be there for you. These final thoughts go to the world. I will not say change your faith or views, but to change your attitudes. Those who laugh at those with altered beliefs and those who discriminate because of their faith both share the same terrible darkness deep inside. Don’t see the glass half-empty or half-full, but filled with water that you can sip and share with your fellow neighbor, whoever that person may be. These thoughts and dreams come from me, the most foolish man who ever existed.
This poem makes me sad. At first, I wasn't going to post anything, but I think it's only fair to say this now, because one day, it could be too late. Even though we never were good friends, I've always looked up to you. You are very strong in your faith, I think, and you set an example for me as to what life is all about. Yeah, there are hard times, times when you think you should just give up, but you keep on going, you never let fear of the future keep you from living now. That's what really matters, I think. Life is about knowing that someday, it will be over, and living all the better now to make up for when you're gone. You showed me this, and I just want to thank you for it. Sorry if this is cheesy, but I really mean it, and it wouldn't be fair for me to keep this to myself and wait for a tomorrow that might not come. So many times when I've left things unsaid, and never got the chance to say them. I don't want that to happen again.
