The honourable suicide



He didn't mean to, but it just went on that way.
He just loved life his own way,
scrapping his career, abandoning himself
to ecstasy alone, the joy of living,
making all the best of it to the extreme,
maniacal perhaps and drunk most of the time,
but always beautiful as character and lovable,
the handsomest of young men in his prime,
a prophet when advanced in years
surviving constantly himself and all his falls,
disasters, rehabilitations, pitfalls, accidents,
and so on, an incurably consistent Via Crucis
until finally he just could no more get up on his feet,
gave up and died a total wreck in bed.

Did he do wrong, in scrapping all this world
and caring nothing fot its global suicide,
openly refusing any part of its destructive stress,
denouncing all responsibility for a diseased society
and just determinedly in flying colours partying
his whole life unto death? He did the best of it
and more, and everybody loved him.







Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-06-27 at 10:27

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It is what most of us want to do but lack the guts to do it. I understand why he thought this society diseased, why he saw it was better to just make himself happy....he is the only one that mattered anyway, so he had every right to live the way he lived. Maybe it wasnt suicide at all. Maybe thats how it's supposed to be....only that we dont get it.
Nevertheless, an excellent write.
2007-06-27



A great tribute to your friend Christian. I loved a man just like this, but he died being knocked off his feet. No other way would have got him, as he had me to protect and care for him from a teenager. As I said in his biography, Lifes a piece of cake and he ate until he was full. Men like this leave a legacy of love with everyone they touched in life. Party on...Tai smiling at you
2007-06-27