Should I?
Should I go gentle into that good night?
The night of no light, no paths, no beginning or end
The day in which I walk is so cold yet so hot, so broken yet so fixed
I can find no comfort, yet I am too comfortable
The guilt, the memories, the inspiration
Pushing me through the light, further than my body permits
I am tired and yearn to sleep in that good night
That night of ignorance and bliss, of peace and silence
I, who is burdened by your blessing, ask again,
Should I go gentle into that good night?
But I can’t, for you are watching me
Watching me grow, slip, grieve, learn
You as my audience has forced me past everything
Past my limits, past my mistakes, past my weariness
You never let go, my dear friends and family
If you won’t cease your support, I won’t cease in my journey
You did not quit on me, I won’t quit on you
Every step I take is for you, every beat of my heart is because of you
You are with me always, and I with you
Thou art I... And I am Thou
Even though you yourselves are sleeping in that good night, You awaken me
The blight of Cancer has taken you all
But it can never touch your souls and teachings
When the immorality and irrationality I confront challenge my being,
Your morals and spirits shall guard me
Uncle Junior, your generosity and friendliness, will be mine
Nina and Nino, your love and resolve, will be mine
Uncle Bill, your happiness and virtue, will be mine
Uncle John, your service and honor, will be mine
Titus, your loyalty and bravery, will be mine
Grampa Fred, your courage and altruism, will be mine
And you, the precious and mysterious Darla
The one whose spark started the flame
Your compassion and love, will be mine
With you, I will not falter on my path
I can be the servant of man, the protector of potential, the student of knowledge
I can endure and prosper in times of drought and famine
I can live in confidence and assurance when the ground beneath me is giving way
I can protect the ones I adore, the ones you adored
I can fortify the next generation's future and growth
Even though my body is weak, my mind lost, and my life fading
My borrowed spirit will survive and continue on
So, once more, I ask again
Should I go gentle into that Good Night?
The Good Night where you dwell and rest
No, not yet
I am not done
Although I crave to be in your presence once again
There is still work to be done
One day I'll see you again
Ask you all the questions I have
Be at peace with you
But not today
Today I work
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