Death Wish Cycle
Please welcome a guest post by my dear friend Bob Hakim. These poems were written over 30 years ago but stand the test of time.
Adrift in this life sea death
Heart of lead, body of foam, I float.
Over crest, into trough, drifting,
Let me die, let me die, I scream.
Good mornings all you hear.
No more delusions of Grandeur
No hope for pleasure or answers.
No will to give – too sick.
Why does death evade me?
People’s smiles persuade me
To smile back, rather than
Run ranting and pulling my hair.
When I hear the sounds of backfire
I wait calmly for the bullets to strike.
When the earth quakes, I hold on gently
While my heart sings shake it up baby, shake.
If some object of deliverance should pierce my heart,
Yes!…The song my blood rush sings.