WHEN YOU READ THE OBITUARY OF A FAMOUS PERSON

You read the obituary

of that person who led

such an amazing life,

and now is gone

and with regret say

how you envy that

person of what they saw,

their life worth living for.

You in your little sphere,

dreaming and longing,

stuck in the mundane,

in these repeating days;

how you wish

you would have lived

like that dead one did,

who, you say, truly lived.

How you wish you would

have broken the rusted chains,

soared from the

gray, monotonous jail;

Yet, it is you

who lives,

who breaths,

whose mind swirls with thoughts

- it is you who has

the light of this

day in your eyes,

the air in your lungs;

it is you

who sees this time

denied to that

person of fame;

it is you

who has the

existence, the future

- for now.

20.09.2019