Is it some small consolation
That your assassin is just waking up
To shit, shave and shower
Before eating a breakfast
Of fresh fruit and whole grains?
Be thankful. Be grateful. Be heart smart
In these the last few moments of this or any life.
Nothing is self-originating
And we’re all guilty of pissing off someone
Somewhere sometime somehow
And their response is like a prayer
Leaving our mouths to God’s ear,
The draft of a eulogy
We trust will be spoken
Over sobs, tears and dinner plans
In the harrowing twilight of days.