The Last Piece of Pie

My life has been the poem I could have writ but I could not both live and utter it. - Thoreau

why was i born

how will i die

will anyone cry

will the forworn river stop to pay respects or is it too shy

give me more credit than i deserve so i can continue to buy

pound your chest as you exclaim, "me oh my"

is heaven an obscure, formidable lie

when birds take flight, they never bother saying goodbye

as jimi said, 'scuse me while i kiss the sky'

save your bungee chord tears and insincere sigh

give it to the other guy

save it for the last piece of pie

Author's Note

"When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Excellent work. The rhyme brings it home.