Eric Ashford Poet Free verse

Being Human

I will probably be late to my own funeral.
The day before I was born
I was clinging to my tree
like a sleeping monkey.

Being human is to shed skins
each day. Being human
is to know that you are not,
while acting as if you are.

Those skins are slippery,
bananas' left for others to slide upon,
and they will  just make folks mad at you,
so be tidy.

You are a mighty onion
and inside your many layers
a real human awaits
your last grand peeling.

Be good, and always pass around
your best wine.

Me?  I'm still swinging
from the tree of life eating bananas,
but I am as human as I can get
for a person with nothing much
to preach.

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Lin Lane December 12, 2021 at 9:27 AM I think your kind of thinking should be preached. It's a humble person who can call himself a monkey. lol I like this one, Eric. Eric Ashford January 16, 2022 at 10:39 AM Hi Lin, it behooves a jobbing poet to be humble in the presence e of his/her peers. Thanks you.

L Milton Hankins December 12, 2021 at 8:52 AM Eric, I can't tell you how much I like this poem, but it is so me, and it is so well-done, let me just say a big EXCELLENT. I particularly liked "Be good, and always pass around your best wine." Wonderful advice! Eric Ashford January 16, 2022 at 10:40 AM Thank you for this warm review L. Milton, it is very much appreciated.