How Long Have I Been Dead
Poetry of abandonment
How long have I been dead, I remember sea washing over me, Soothing all I dreamed right before the end.
How long have I been out here, Drifting on the water of all Earth tears.
Silenced in a world unseeing, Moving on without feeling.
Lacking blood or significance I landed close to the cut-off edge.
How long had I been a problem, How long had I been unwanted.
White callous faces turned away, Even when bitter minds held a view, They must have been so busy in life I never said a word or took up room.
Not in a cave or the intellect, In comforting arms or a child-size bed Still someone laughed as they pushed me from the ledge.
But I would still like to know Why my soul was a waste of love, Why your heaven had no space left.
So tell me just for the record …
How long have I been dead.
© America Zed. Other Poetry by America Zed.
