The last few days have been painful. I wonder if that means I’m growing? Isn’t that the saying “no pain, no gain”?
Eulogy For the Profane by Michael Romani They say profanity Is the sign of a lazy mind All stops to my vanity I wonder what they were hoping to find I've never been one To think myself clever Instead, mostly undone With most of my endeavors But, always willing to try Again and again 'til I get it right No matter how many times I'd sigh Doing my best to take things light Would it be too much to show appreciation? I ask with weak feigned fascination... Today, they tell me I lost another friend He was always one on whom I could depend My mentor, my friend and my boss And if I look a mess, it's well felt loss An aneurysm took him from us today Like a train wreck, I cannot look away I whisper all of this to myself Feeling the grief in pages from my shelf Knowing that I can't tell this to you After the things I say and that I do But, I have no one else despite the strain While feeling like you hold me in disdain Charles was the very best among good men We would share a whiskey every now and then As he did his best to offer sage advice About how all our decisions in life have their price I would sit there doing my best to listen Knowing that in slurred speech where were points missing And as I would think on all his soldierly ways I thought he would be a friend for all of my days All the times he caught me as I was falling out Every time he urged me to believe in me despite my doubts I lift another whiskey to his honor and his glory He was the best kind of a soldier's story He made it back to carry on with his duty Caring for others until death took him so rudely And quietly and quickly like the reaper's whisper It makes me think and from this I infer I wish I could talk to you and tell you and ease my pain Gazing into your eyes of love and not of disdain But, instead I know I caused you too much pain And the hope that you might still love me is insane Waiting for a funeral and your last goodbyes And all I can do is hang my head and cry (c) August 13, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved