If Tomorrow We All Died - Poem by Benjamin Feliciano
Wake up beautiful, we've only so long to stay.
The sky could fall at any minute.
Let us live these dying moments and not worry what to say.
When the end comes, some will take photographs,
Or hide in buildings with no windows.
While their cameras melt, we'll know, that futility still makes us laugh.
Find all our old toys, and give them away
To children who can use a smile.
We'll make eleventh hour crank dials, and rack up phone bills we'll never pay.
We can die with the sun on our faces,
We can let go of all what-ifs.
And like the kite a tail chases,
We'll pursue the final kiss.
At last to watch the finale so grand,
People will leave their homes.
I'll bask in jealous glares from those alone, while I hold tighter to your hand.
Should it be that they were wrong,
It was worth what we have tasted;
A liberated consciousness, of all the time that we have wasted.
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