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