The Final Farewell
written by: Stanley Wilkin
I know you haven’t heard from me
For a millennium, but here I am
Still around, still observing, still involved.
I am ancient of course but no older than before
When you knew me as a warrior-striding
Over flaming mountains and trembling seas.
Do you remember?
Do you remember how I inspired you from
The clouds? My voice like thunder,
My voice carrying lightening from a darkening
Sky? ……………………Well, anyway, good to see
You all once again.
I actually haven’t been myself recently.
My legs have troubled me. My eyes
Have been plaguing me. I cannot see the earth
Clearly anymore. In my wizened vision
It resembles a roughly-used marble,
I am after all, now and forever, the ancient of days.
Here’s the thing. I’m getting bored both of
Your antics and your obsession
With me. Please, lighten up! I made the
Sun so you would smile, children to give you hope!
But, it didn’t work I fear.
I can abide your petty squabbles.
Truly I can. I can abide your desperate need
For war. It’s quite exciting really and once, see above, I played
My part. The agonised features of the dying
Appeal to my nasty side to be honest.
I have a very nasty side as you are well aware.
I like your skyscrapers, your irritating-as-flies planes,
Your huge cities, your good as well as your promiscuous
Women, your strange observances,
Songs and poetry. It is all very jolly. But,
And it’s a huge ‘but’ I must admit,
I have grown bored.
You no longer inspire me. I am no longer
Eager to view your funny ways
When I wake, and before I sleep. It used to fill
My momentous frame with unnatural warmth.
I’ve decided your little planet must go. Sorry, I’m like that.
I follow my whims. Tomorrow, at 10 I turn off the light
So, please, stop praying. It’s so depressing, especially
As you’ve prayed with equal fervour
To every other god that graced your planet.
And still, let’s face it, do!
There will be no reprieve this time. Accept your fate!
You will not feel a thing! So, let’s make our final goodbyes.
I have really enjoyed your company-
Au Revoir. Oh, please stop crying-
Face your fate like men, even the women amongst you.
It was great fun after all for all of us. Remember,
Nothing lasts forever. Not even me!
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
When god says goodbye.....