"When I Died, There Was No One Around to See It" by Jack Gower

Copyright 2007 Gary Miller

No one was there to experience

my joy, my peace, my absolution.

I made it not a second too soon,

Or even worse, not a second later.

I didn't mean to sound bitter.

It wasn't a particularly

bad life. I had all the amenities

One could ask for.

But, even so, it was still living.

The good times weighed on me just

As hard, knowing the pendulum

Was about to swing at any moment.