Death will bring peace

A old true story.

  Death will bring peace.


A pretty and kind Angel sleeps alone.
She turns from love and accepted solitude.
 In the darkness of lonely nights.
 She wished for more hellos and less goodbyes.
 
Old men sitting in the back of the corner bar.
Sitting with friends drinking shots of whiskey.
 Old timer Joe toast to a woman left alone so long ago.
 
The woman who once held  love as her will to be alive.
 Tells her lovers now.
All I have to give is flesh and bones now.
 Her eyes empty and sad.
 Her hunger now is to feel a man inside her.
 Her last emotion.
 
Liars pay the Devil his due.
The lair of the storytellers and fool's is always filled with more sinners.
 
Old Joe tells me whiskey won't take your sadness away.
Those damn memories come back and leave you empty
and wishing for some kind of peace.
 
He takes my hand.
He whisper I broke a Angel heart.
Left her for dead.
Then my heart died too.

Karma is a fair judge.
Fools who wasted love will die alone and be in hell forever.
 
He smile and slapped my back.
He tells me it is Valentine day.
Go home to your wife.
Buy her flowers and tell her how much you need and love her.
Hell is too damn full already.
 
He takes my whiskey and drinks it.
He turns away.
 
A woman sit on her porch.
She dream she is young and beautiful again.
She wishes on the first star.
Please tell Joe I forgive him and I hope he OK.
 
Old Joe died from too much whiskey.
A few of us show up and say goodbye.
We knew he died of loneliness and a broken heart.

A solace woman sit with tears.
I sit with her.
I told her what Joe told us.
 
He would be waiting in Purgatory for the one's who wasted words and the gift of love.
She kiss my cheek and walks into the street.

I leave the funeral and go to my wife.
Tell her she is my will to be alive.
 My only sweet dream.


 
                                  Coyote
                                  14 Feb 1998

Author's Note

Better to be kind even in a good bye. Any mistakes I would be thankful for the help.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

You paint such a heartbreaking yet realistic picture of life. Every person sees their end in accordance with their deeds and their weaknesses and we are just grateful for moving on with the lessons learnt. But there are those who didn't deserve their fate. At the end, we are just grateful for our own life and those of our loved ones. It was great to read an old poem of your today, dear Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya for reading. I appreciate the comment my dear friend.

[Ryan Falzon - Tymon]

Very beautiful, I feel sorry for this Joe, never been given a second chance.

[R E Tree]

To me as I was reading it, it sounded more like a story then a poem. If it is a story you have structured it as a poem but still it is a interesting story. I do hope that woman finds love again people worrying about love can make other people worry too.

[Wicahpi]

It's so unfortunate that sometimes love is abandoned
in the name of what? Wrong ideas, mistrust, rumor, innuendo,
youth, age, beauty or lack there of (in a shallow mind); the
list is infinite. I know this from personal experience and I've
never fully recovered from it's ill effects. You speak of this
in words here and I can feel the pain of a man named Joe and
the one who was left behind. Sad! Life goes on, doesn't it?
But to what level of quality? To what cost? And can we ever
have that love returned in full? Does love come full circle?
Only for a very lucky few. I enjoyed the write.

[Justin Street]

Whew, very beautiful. Unfortunately somewhere this is a recurring nightmare repeated daily. Well as far as the drinking the thoughts away, and prostitution. The sad thing is, there are so many old Joes out there. The will for us to be alive is through our view of the things around us, such as the wife(angel) who the speaker holds on to through all the bad. I really enjoyed this work. Good job -Justin

[Ladysue]

ok, this was extremely poignant. It brought tears to my eyes. Very well executed!

[Sam Severn]

A sad, sad tale, told beautifully! ㋡