Whilst on his deathbed

Glorious imperfection is the man
who, on his deathbed struggles with valor,
and in a feeble fit of coughing smokes
the cigar he's been saving all his life.
Celebratory? Only his heart knows,
only it matters. Determination
and memories fill it's fading chambers.

And pictures painted in the modest room
tell timeless tales, whispered within the walls-
and preached to the world, if the world listens.
Scared to die? No, he fights because he can
fights to protect everything that he is
so that, though in prolonged pain he remains,
he can smile with the dignity he maintains.

Counttoinfinity with Colm