If you only had one word to be remembered by, one last word to say, what would it be, honestly, today, if you knew the last mili second of your life end, what would be your last. Word .. Friend... Surprisingly everyone took different time limits to reply.
So are you asking me what would be my very last word before I die? Easy! Someone blurted out FAMILY, because blood is thicker than water, & that's all you have. Another one said DAD, because that's the one object in life I never had. Another whispered silence, because evidently, I've learned from spoken word, it's golden, better seen & not heard, less violence from people talking at the bar, & me becoming, angered, from them & my nervous nerves. Then me heard stomped & shot & poem still forgotten!
Someone else said stupid Jesus Christ, because if you call on His name even in death, He's sure to come save your life. Right, No dummy that's two words uttered a Muslim, Allah at least, Hallelujah at last, to God be the Glory,someone else giggled chuckled & laughed. Another person said it would have to be SAD.. Because I know people will be crying over me, saying I'm gone to soon, God doesn't make mistakes, but He must of taken me before my TIME!
In that case another replied it would definitely be MAD, because my ride or die homies, wasn't ready to ride or die, on my lifelines, they may have tried to ride, if they weren't yet Ready To Die! Man that's sounds Biggie. But my last word would probably be ME, not asking God but the world because I know in this world all eyes on me.
To change the mood another said Shit... & Paused because I probably be taking a shit, or dealing with someone else shit, or listening to this shit, shit, I'm fed up with all the bull shit, & someone sarcastically yelled FORGIVENESS, because I hope He forgives me for premeditated murder! Because who comes to a poetry venue, not to hear poetry. So a wise guy said it must be poetry, makes sense to me.
A teenage girl, said it would have to be love, because all I read on Fb, is someone wishing to find love, mad because their love didn't work, or some jerk, convinced them love doesn't exist, or someone so in love, they forget friendships are also boats sailing oceans of hope. Nope, would be my word, because based on my actions, I don't believe I can ever die.
Silence filled the room, as I stared at faces pondering, wandering, while wondering, what would there very last word be, so I decided to take only a four more hands, the youngest woman, a middle age man, & two elders from both genders.
The young female replied Truth, because hopefully death will expose all these lies, religion, love, family, Money, past, present, & future. The middle aged male said Faith, maybe man will learn to believe in more than money, self, letdowns, hope, fear, success, & accomplishments.
The elder female said. Peace because when deaths knocks she knows nothing else matter for she has seen the truth in the lies of it all. Only wanting to literally Rest In Peace. But the elder male surprised me, when he said My turn stood & yelled...Finally.
As everyone in attendance including me on the mic was in awe, caught off guard, & unaware! Every emotion you can imagined floating in our air. Awaiting a word or an explanation, with much hesitation, he said again it's my turn... Coughing & choking on all of life's lessons & teachings... Finally... Someone wanted to laugh, another smirked & other eyes began rolling, strolling,the many other faces, unable now to control the time, probing his lips & mind, the doctor says finally his poem is finished. Standing ovation his manuscript & life was well written.
