Life

Fear permeates the soul

Of our unwilling victim.

Desperately Entangled, with

Little hope for escape.

Sweat rolls, the smell it lingers

Long after the moments end.  

Names forgotten, Identity Mists

Mysteries left Unsolved

Until the soul has gone

Evaporating to the sun

Up is right, Left is down

Even blue looks a bit brown

Sense has left

No return address

Pain will follow, for our friend

Unimaginable before this bend

A trick, the light

Constitutes the end

Fire burns bright and true

Our hero’s body dives into the flu

Gone now, all turns to ash

His mind bursts last

Never a scream, Nor a shout

Ushered forth from his mouth

Pain is over.

The deed is done

But in his death

A sweet release

Freedom known now 

From all disease

Pain, Sadness, and Regret.

All leave our friend

Whose flight to greener fields

Began, Well before this poems end.

His life now filled full and free

More than it ever could be

When feet were planted

Firmly with the Trees