O Captain! My Captain!

O Captain! My Captain! elegy

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Didn’t realize when the heart swelled,
a tear rolled down, then, another….
…and so on………..
What a charming guy with blue twinkling eyes!
Santa spreading laughter and cheer;
giving away endless memories and smiles!
Immense pain wears the garb of enormous humour.
An ocean of suffering, a deluge of tears.
We didn’t see him as the one in need.
Dr. Patch Adams, some knew him as.
The clown, the healer, the invincible,
The one devoid of any fears!
He made us laugh till our stomachs hurt.
He had the Almighty’s gift.
Scampering, frolicking, giving us hope and joy.
He made life so much bearable,
as he pushed his demons away.
The genie with his magic spell,
Or as Professor Sean Maguire,
Himself troubled, yet ready to help.
The pleasantly nonconformist;
My favourite English teacher, Mr. John Keating.
Like me, many he jolted out of spiritual slumber,
Urging us to seize the day,
And give a loud shout out,”Carpe diem!”
Carpe diem, yes, that’s what he did one day.
Why did nobody know
how gravely he was hurting!
Silently yearning for help,
Given a longing stare, some other unspoken clue.
Ah! Yet again, he wore the mask.
Another set of antics, and folks, it was time to go.
The patrons loved him dearly, so did the stage.
He was people’s sweetheart, a long lost dear friend.
They say he was in deep torment,
Depression had pervaded his being.
So, why was he left to sleep alone?
Day after day, night after night!
I watch him speak, I hear his words.
The blue eyes twinkle no more,
The vibrancy is lost.
His eyes are sad, they silently prod me.
They betray his smile, yet he goes on jokingly!
They poke fun at me, they pierce my soul.
Wryly, but earnestly they peep through my mind,
“I’ve been locked here for Ten thousand years!
Will you please take me out, Oh! Do you mind?”
O Captain! My Captain!
I promise, I ‘Will’ seize the day.
Quietly gathering the tattered hopes of serendipity,
I extend both my hands.
“Genie, you are free!”
Well, that’s all I am allowed to say!

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Scott D

I loved this. I will never understand “why”…

JG Collins. http://www.123collinsjg-shire.com

Special poem about a special man. We will never see the likes of him again. So sad.


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