When My Time Comes Poem by Luis Jimenez

Oh how I love
my California coast-
my people and their stories
who helped me find a voice-
to well lit city streets
full of art and ecstasy,
how easy to get lost within a crowd.
But just under the music-
when gears no longer turn,
trust me when I say-
I saw it coming.
Death knocking on my door
has been my lifes remedy-
to walk the greater path and grow.
Yet grounded I remain-
a constant hurting in my chest,
reminding me of truth.
When my time comes,
may a piece of me
in some way inspire you.