A Single Day! Poem by Junate Ers.

Another puff
I blew off my cigarette
Which I ever hated,
But got married with.

Smoking is not the only stuff
That I can't quit
There's also my dream
Where I used to run every day
Through daisies and clover plots
Recklessly and full of joy
They are just behind my cell door.

It's not that I am to walk up to my execution
In minutes before a crowd…
It's not that it's my last day on this planet
And It's not that I had to feed and grow
The nights without you…
But that to help the eternal justice and
To go to the other side
Fair and free
So Trembling before the pack
Is my last fee.

You know what?
All I need is one last day
One single day
Tell me if anybody
Who can spare for me.

A single day is big,
One single day is enough.
I would put a last kiss on the lips
Of the woman
Who I ever gave pain to
I would straighten out the mountains
Would make deserts meet water
Would crash wars into peace
And would make the blind see
Yea I could, baby!
If you don't believe
You could see if you would
Give me a single day.

I want to say sorry
To all the people
I've been unfair

And you!
Who are not aware of the wealth
You own…
Go and walk through the streets,
Have a soup, drink a beer,
Hang out with your lover.

You who complains about life
Without thanking;
Jump to the field, play soccer with your kid.
You idiot and selfish.

You who are in the front row!
Yea, you fat moron!
Yes, you who woke up early today
To catch up with my execution day
What kind of a feeling is it that rips you through
To rush to watch me
Dying in pain.
I never met you before
You don't even know me
But you are quick here today
You dead-licker!
Did anybody tell you?
You don't know it right?
Your best friend is now busy
Banging your wife out of sight!

Wish I could get another day,
Way back in my youth
Just a single day.
I could, perhaps convince me
Not to…

Just a single day!