A Final Act

A Final Act

 

Here I sit perched on my crumbling throne

A liability to the state a burden am I

Held against my will tortured easily detained

A stark reminder I still exist today

 

I am a scholar willing and eager to learn

Given a chance who knows what can be achieved

 Have a mind all my faculties must be of some use

Not another forgotten soul thrown on the scrapheap

 

As I witness an uncaring world whizzing by

Seconds pass to minutes, hours a blink of an eye

A horrible feeling deserted alone I face life

This planet an unforgiving place in which to reside

 

The only joy to face the void an empty existence

All that’s left in life for me is to gracefully die

Just pass me a spade for it’s the very least I can do

For I will excavate the soil where my body shall lie

Reviews

[David Marsden]

This poem goes deep and I am trying to figure out how deep. It seems ambigueous to me but some poems are like that and the poet has meant them to be so. It tells me of a person down on his luck, alone and no-one to turn to. The last verse is very poignant and gives insight to the main theme of the poem.
A very strong, thought provoking poem and well set out.

[Sami Khalil]

"I am a scholar willing and eager to learn

Given a chance who knows what can be achieved

Have a mind all my faculties must be of some use

Not another forgotten soul thrown on the scrapheap"

A splendid poem...:)................

[minisla]

I appreciate you kind words.Thank you very much

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................