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Date Posted: 16:39:37 03/21/01 Wed
Author: Brian Beaudry
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 142.217.115.34
Subject: Last Moments

Last Moments

My vision blurring, I'm feeling faint.
Sounds of sirens pierce the chilled night air
with the ominous premonition of urgency.
As I look down on the heap of twisted,
tortured metal and plastic that was once
a luxurious vessel of transport. It's fluids spreading,
painting abstracts on their quest for level ground
as onlookers gape and stare in awe and shock.
Mumbling and groaning their despair but still
unable to avoid their gaze or give privacy to the
last few seconds of this soul's earthly presence.
Paramedics push their way through and firemen pull
and cut away the last remaining barriers to prying eyes
only to expose more of me to the multitude of ghouls
anxious to see, yet unable to bare the visions that
unfold. Be gone!! Leave me privy to my last few moments
on this earthly plane. Have I not given you enough
of myself in life that now you have to rob me of my
one last private prayer? Have I not suffered enough
by your hunger and thirst for gossip and idle innuendoes
that you need my final breath also? I tell myself to
hold my head high, proud, defiant to their insult
but get no response from my seeping mangled limbs
I weep and voice my disdain on deaf ears, ignored, defiled
Why should I ask for now, that which was denied me in life?
I gave you love and got back rumor, joy and received
heartbreak, life and was denied my own. The pain is
fading now as is the light, I cease to care anymore
for the transgressions afflicted me. I feel warm again,
loved, needed for the first time in oh so very long.
I'm feeling happy. Why do they try so hard to save
that which is already saved. Leave me to
continue on this journey for that is what I desire
and need. Of all you have taken of me grant me
this. I have at last found a place of love and peace.
I'll let no-one stay me from this transition.
After all you have stolen of me, I leave you
my love, memories of good deed and caring.
Weep not for me for I am finally free.

Brian (in memory of Lady Diana)

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