Today is a Gift

Today is a gift

Mid-may he fell
Onto his knees,
Screams were lost
Into the breeze,
No one heard
Him scream in pain,
His attempt;
Unsuccessful, worthless, vain.

An eternity passes
His pain unmarked,
Until the alarm was set
By someone who barked;
Although too late,
To change his state
Cold and stiff,
Not up for debate.

The impact he created
Was epic in size,
The world sniveled
As tears filled our eyes,
We were hit unexpected
Caught by surprise;
Thoughts, feelings, ideas
Started to arise.

When the world stopped spinning,
And we had time to recover
Many new things
Started to uncover,
We take life for granted
This is now known,
Helplessly wishing
We could be atoned.

We feel quite guilty,
For death was needed
Great ideas arose,
But death preceded.

The experience was not
The epitome of "pleasant"
But from it we learned
Why we call it "the present"

-Jon Wimer