Concrete Portrait

Click!

Clack!

BANG!

Death has been painted yet again
One moment you were breathing
Now you're dead
You had so much to do
Left so much unsaid
But none of that matters
Cause
Now
You're
Dead.

Did you make a difference in the world?
Leave a ray of light behind
Timeless notion of enlightenment
Some sort of road sign
For the masses?
Or even just for your little brother
Who was already left without a mother
Damn.
You kept saying, I'm gonna be something
Go somewhere
Be famous
Now you're stuck on
Permanent hiatus
What happens now that
All those IFs, ANDs, BUTs turn into
Coulda, Shoulda, Woulda
But did not?
You're long forgot
In the wrinkled skin of Father Time
Along with all those other
Raisins in the sun
Festering like a sore
As your body crusts and sugars over
Like some syrupy sweet
And your epitaph remains empty
Much like the air of your defeat....

Your promise was such that it touched the sky
Yet as the story goes
Wrong place; wrong time
Bullets whizzed by
Five connected
And cruelly dissected
Your soul from your flesh
How beautiful was the sorrow
Painted from that which you bled
And all they'll remember you by
Is not what you could've done
But the place where you died.