This is a poem by my dad. It is really old, but his stuff comes from the heart and he never writes it down! So I am doing this for him to get a little recognition. Tell me what ya think!
Epitaph of a Foolish Man
When I was just a lad of 13, my so called friends turned me on to tar and nicotine.
I gagged, I choked, I knew that first cigarette was trying to tell me, I’d live to regret the day I started to smoke.
Like the fool that I am I wouldn’t listen to my mom and dad.
Time and time again I can hear their words of wisdom, “Son give up those cancer sticks think about all the life you have yet to live, think about all the happiness you have yet to have; consider the love of your mom and dad! ”
I just wouldn’t listen to them! At age 33, lung cancer took control of my soul, pain and agony possessed me.
Today, for the whole world to see, my epitaph now reads, “Here lies a foolish man who let cigarettes bring his life to an end.”
I left behind a wonderful wife, five beautiful kids, a loving mom, dad, and all the happiness that I had.
Take heed and listen to what I’ve said.
Today, for the whole world to see, my epitaph now reads, “Here lies a foolish man who let cigarettes bring his life to an end. Amen and Amen.”
Copyright © Charles Geraci
The poem was good. It hit home, it was real, and it's title fit perfectly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think the poem is great and very apropriate considering the times we're living in. The said part is that some still foolishly deny the harmful effects of nicotine on themselves and the people around them.