Sandi Holland

Death Wish - Poem by Sandi Holland

If you question my life today,
Ask me before I die.
Don't wait 'til flowers are on my grave.
Don't wait 'til you say goodbye.
You will not learn the answers why
From others to whom I was near.
Show your love by asking now,
By asking me while I'm here.
It matters not that you should care
Long after my chariot's gone.
It matters more that while I'm here,
And while I tarry on,
That you should ask and question me
In all of your loving care.
For while I'm here is when I need
To know your love is there.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

People ask why, why, why after a person dies. They pick, pry and poke at a person's life, and worry those who knew the person. They show such love and appreciation after a person is gone, but how did they treat that person while he/she was here? Especially when it comes to suicide and untimely death, people conveniently forget all of the signs that they ignored that the person needed someone to care.

Comments about Death Wish by Sandi Holland

  • Sj Holland (7/22/2013 12:29:00 PM)

    @Ramesh Rai
    Thanks for asking Ramesh. That's kind of you. The subject is not someone who is going to die soon. It's about how many of us feel in general about life and death, and how people relate to us during both. Have a nice day.
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  • Ramesh Rai (7/22/2013 11:38:00 AM)

    beautiful write. a deep thoughts. may i ask the feelings of a person going to die. certainly time forgets everything. a grt write. (Report) Reply

  • Sj Holland (7/20/2013 6:08:00 PM)

    Patricia, so many times we neglect to give a person attention now, and when he/she is gone, our hearts are broken because of what we could have done. Thanks for visiting. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (7/20/2013 8:05:00 AM)

    Give someone their flowers or a kind word when they can still
    see or hear. Piling flowers on top a grave when they are gone
    when they should have been given those things while still alive.
    Love me while I am here and not when I am gone. A poignant write.
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  • Sj Holland (7/17/2013 12:40:00 PM)

    Is It Poetry, what a sad story. Certainly a child cannot be held accountable about knowing whether or not a person is in deep distress, and reaching out to him/her. I imagine you were traumatized, and I hope and pray that you have been able to experience healing. I thank God that he did not do it in front of you. Thanks for reading. (Report) Reply

  • James Mclain Is It Poetry (7/17/2013 12:04:00 PM)

    Yes you are right
    my step father sent
    me to the store when I came back
    he had shot him self.
    I was to young
    without experienced to recognize it.....iip
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013

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