And now you are the honored dead.
Freed from the remorse and guilt of a mundane life.
Remembered tales of exploits comedic and tragic
are told in homage to your empty chair.
No longer are you enraged at a frustrated existence
overflowed with bad timing and crass indifference.
Loves blown like those paychecks that never
quite covered the cost of day to day living.
No more jobs to lose, no more rivals to fight.
Your endless wandering through this maze of life
– that choked your fantasies of tomorrow –
are over. Abruptly ended by choices.
And now you are the honored dead.
All praise the shining character of lore
that lives in their airy dreamed memories
and salute a fictional martyr that never really lived.
May 21/24, 2006
WandeRoseD 