EulogyA Poem by Jim PalastyA revelation too late"Of course I'm not dead." I said to the man who held, with contempt, the gun in his hand. I try to make him pay attention to me but he just stares at a body, who's could it be? I look at the body, with a hole in his head. "My God, it is me!" "I guess I am dead!" The grief took ahold but left right away as the man knelt down with something to say. "Oh Lord, please forgive I've caused him to die. I've always believed in an eye for an eye." With one final move, and his final breath the man pulled the trigger and joined me in death. © 2008 Jim Palasty |
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Added on May 13, 2008 AuthorJim PalastyFlint, MIAboutThanks to my wife, who posts her stories here, I've finally decided to do more than post a half-assed profile and no work to speak of. Looking forward to interacting with you all and developing my wor.. more..Writing
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