The Activist After Death
You’ve spent your whole life
taking care of people and causes.
You’ve shepherded siblings and peers
past the potholes of adolescence.
You’ve survived parenting,
and heaved a feather-scattering sigh
over your empty nest.
Through it all, you’ve maintained
your contacts in activism,
penned a long line of protest letters,
attended rallies in the rain.
But then you die and reach the Other Side
and none of it, oh, nothing
compares to the sublime panic
the first time they hand you a planet you can’t hand back
when you get tired of it crying.
August 12 2009, 10:29:59 UTC 11 years ago