Monday, November 27, 2006

No 2nd chance

if you knew you will die today;
will you wake up earlier
stretch your legs with more vigour
make your coffee with less sugar
spend an hour singing in your shower
put on the clothes u've been saving for ever
jump out the door with a spring in your step
looking for children and orphans in distress
buy the biggest meanest Cuban cigar
and walk like the coolest NY nigga
pump up your chest and show your power
look through your contacts and past lover (s)
keep the receipt for the extra french fries
so your son can hold it while cries
call your family and say don't worry
be happy and don't be sorry
call up the kid whose father had died
when u cheated and he committed suicide
call up the only woman you've ever loved
and tell her you will be waiting up above
call up your buddies and strictly advise
how not to live their own sorry lives
buy a magazine to hide your tears
Sitting in a park bench covering your ears
hoping an angel would glide from the skies
with a gentle smile and pity in its eyes.

5 comments:

Unknown said...

I'm simply not cut out for critism,I do like the poem, but i'd consider it ab it lighter for something like death, and i think i wud do things differently too ..

Livehack said...

thanks a lot(at last). well, what i was trying to show is that no matter what ppl think of themselves, the prospect of death will change them fundamentally.that would include u too.

Unknown said...

we seem to be havin a one on one conversation eh.. well sure death wud change us,i havent exactly come close to it,but i'v faced the prospect of it and I didnt care much about the 'stuff' or pleasures all i wanted was to tell people i cared about that icared for em and i appreciated whatever they had done for me and also to apologize to whoevr i'v wronged intentionally or unintentionally...

Livehack said...

well yes, u seem to to be the only one commenting consistently, even though reports tell me others do visit daily.(thats creepy..)

Also, u seem to fit into the hypothetical character i built for the poem.He is proud and full of himself, but he does exactly as u would have done.

so how did u face the prospect of death? that is interesting.

as for the one on one conversations, i guess u feel we are subjecting poor innocent readers to our ramblings. id write my email add here as a solution, but all readers might raise eye brows (including urself):)

Unknown said...

Thats is creepy!! I think most ppl dont know what to do with poetry (including myself..)

lol.. proud and fulllof herself..now that sounds familiar :P as for the death bit..i dont wanna talk about it here.. perhaps once we get the conversation thing sorted eh..and no eye brow raising frm here..u could always put it on and then delete it :)