Chicano Eddie Poet Free verse

The Day It All Ends

"THE DAY IT ALL ENDS"


lying on that hospital bed,
the sheet has been pulled 
back, the room has been 
cleared.
time of death: the day I was 
born.
the doctors don't know what 
to think.
the nurses think of their 
children at home.
they’ll notify my next of 
kin.
only, there is no next of 
kin.
they prepare my body for the 
morgue and fill out the 
paperwork: john doe.
as the pen writes to finish 
the last of my 
identification, a phone 
rings.
the nurse asks the other 
line, "will you be here soon? 
we need the bed."
the phone hangs up and there 
is silence. 
shortly after, the staff 
watch my visitor walk down 
the hall and into my room.
they stand at the edge of my 
bed and rub my feet.
"well kid, you bought the 
ticket and you took the ride. 
you can rest now. you can 
rest now. I'll be seeing 
you."


the visitor pulls a pen from 
their coat, crosses out the 
john doe and writes my name.
soon after, they're gone.
the nurse in charge asks who 
they were.
no one knows. 
"they did scratch off the 
unknown," one nurse says.
"his name is Eddie."


someone wanted me here.
someone wanted me remembered.
someone made sure I was 
recognized.
as the sand drops in the 
hourglass, 
as everything in life 
repeats,
as the chalk frowns turn to 
dust, 
as the flies circle over my 
body like vultures in a 
desert full of rotted flesh, 
finally, 
I am good for something. 
I only wish I knew who 
thought so.


By: Chicano Eddie
9-16-2016

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