For Mom

This has been a work-in-progress for my mom.  I don't know how I feel about it anymore, but it's extremely personal, so I should share it.


For You Again
by Matt Catania

She had her first taste of

death

when she was

12

She liked it

She had her first taste of

Love

when she was

much

young

er

It broke her collarbone

from a touch

TOUCH!  TOUCH!  TOUCH!

of the Godking

He ruled the women

with his manly fist

Run away

oh run away

please please

please

run away

She learned too well

too early

Life ain’t easy –

teachers pet –

She never had a chance

Life isn’t FAIR

She grabbed chance

and held it hostage she

took it for her own she

wouldn’t back down she

stood tall held high she

was

tougher than ANY OF YOU.

(was.)

Death had his first taste of

her

when she was 12

he liked it

Take Love

make Love

if life won’t

give Love

oh she did.

SHE

TOOK

what SHE DESERVED

Love never tried

to escape

Love never tried

anything else

Love was cunning

and lazy

Love stopped eating

and drinking

Love gave up

Love didn’t fight back

and Love died

She did her best

She deserved better.

with good enough

SHE DESERVED BETTER…

SHE WAS BETTER!

…

Life smoked her dry

left her to die

at 47.

Life

She loved it