Why Thomas K Thomas Left a Suicide Note

WHY THOMAS K THOMAS LEFT A SUICIDE NOTE Nothing left aside, He lay on his back Eyes fixed at ceiling fan. Reminiscence of Predicament Of travels in shade Sojournment in places many. Land of beautiful women Back waters, Port wine and pure lust Day of extravaganza Deep poverty and sickness Malaria and white gold Girl with wheat complexion Singing and swaying "By the rivers of Babylon .......................................... .................................... Song bringing sad notes. Trafficking powder, False passports. My Babylon girl, Let not the blue venom Gushing in veins Graze your purity. Move along. Dirt in prison, cockroaches Unspent day and nights Unseen hands plucking From cells with sticky sweat. None to see None to visit Branded jail bird Salty breeze from Back waters. Brought back past Like a roll of film. Mom's eyes rolling To void yonder Mutiny in the house Dad like St. George Killing the dragon with spear. No love, but barrenness No cups filled with dew Mom , salt of life, gone. Dirt and grease nauseating, stinking Life........rotten smell in air. Leaves of fan rotating In a primitive rhythm A sterile thought Death wish- Sorcery of rotation Sweat and inebriation An outcast A glide, a long curve The knot Tightening-