Poetry
Bitter Sarcasm
I had a father once
But that doesn't count
Since now he's
Dead
So I just put N/A on all my forms
And when it says Occupation
(Of the aforesaid Father)
(And only when I'm feeling macabre)
I put: "harp player"
And sometimes for the address
I put "cloud 9"
You know, the one with the silver
Lining the street for the Funeral Procession
(The one I missed-
I was in hospital)
(This is only hearsay)
But they say that there was only standing room in the Church
And the minister explained to me
That he had gone to a better place
And so did the psychologist
But I knew they were lying-
How can there be a better place than this?
Jason Norwood Young
