14 October

Poem: Lucky Man.

by Jon Katz
Now That I Am Free
Now That I Am Free

Now that I am finally free to be myself,

who am I?

Maybe I am Recovery Man.

I got up so slowly from my chair today,

oh, they say, remember that you are still

in recovery, it takes a long time.

I could not run today,

oh, they said, it is too soon to run.

I am tired today,

oh, they say, you have had such a

busy weekend, of course you are tired,

Maybe I Am Tired Man.

My pills made me Dizzy Today,

right after lunch.

Oh, they say, pills do that,

it happens all of the time.

Maybe I am  Dizzy Man.

My chest ached today when I walked,

oh, they say, it has only been a few months,

of course you ache.

Maybe I am Aching Man.

A beautiful and loving woman

came into my room today,

and she smiled so brightly

when she saw me, and she showed me

a  beautiful sketch she had drawn,

right after dinner,

and she told me

how handsome and wonderful I looked,

how impressive,

and I felt my heart lift up,

like the sun rising in the pasture.

Who am I today?

I am Lucky Man.

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