Mercy From the Memory of Multitudes -

Let them say I was a simple, stubborn person, hypersensative or insensative, a dispenser or partial justice, a person of particular patience, may those who encountered me in moments of bliss or blight, in instances of charity, charisma or condemnation speak of me ruefully & beautifully, some will surely say that I was apolitical, asexual, atypical, an atheist an animist, a racist or an altruist, a want to be soldier, a combatant for my liberty, others, I suppose, that I was selfish as sin, courteous like kindness, and furious as a frustrated phantom, maybe they'll say I was gay or anticompliance, I do not dare require truth, fact or fiction from my bifurcated biographers, I only ask for their breath, their rosey & ruse recollections of my life so stark, let them say that they knew me, let them say that I lived, that I lived lovingly, lonesomely, and learnedly, let them witness my reality like laughter in the dark - J.A.B.