LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT
Bob Ludden
http://www.essex1.com/people/robert/
The son I had who chose his hour of death
engraving it with thoughts of life
and torment, love and tears, and hope...
(like festering sores the words flowed from his pen)
did yield to truth and madness in his eloquence.
His “waning moments” thus enabling
A theme of triumph all his own,
yes, sharing in desire holistic crowns upon our heads
and we would wish it, too,
were not the empty years in store for us
a mission clear to seize the day as he did not...
and joining heaven’s citizenry did make of him
Donne’s island as divided loyalties
will always do.
By grace of God, eristic minds
may yet acquire those aureoles--
while we who languish lifebound
now confront encroaching seas
with decimated force,
our ears attuned to distant bells
of ceaseless change.