Immortality – A Resurgance

We look at members of our family as being immortal. We hear of something on the news or from someone else or read it in the paper, and our first reaction is usually “thankfully that won’t happen to me”. Even when something happens to extended family, it’s not the same as immediate family. If your aunt or your uncle is diagnosed with a terminal illness, then we feel for them, but we thank whoever that it isn’t our immediate family.

What happens then when it IS our immediate family. When you are told that your father has a disease that kills. Then he trials a drug and is cured. But in the meantime you are watching the weight fall from him as he vomits every night. When the tiniest drop of blood can harm you. But then he is cured and it reaffirms the notion that your family is immortal.

Then your mother becomes ill. Told there is a brain tumour. The thoughts that run through your head are too fast. They operate though and remove it. Once again, your family is immortal. Then she has something wrong with her stomach. If she doesn’t get it sorted, she’ll die. Another operation later and once again, your family is immortal.

Your sister contracts Tuberculosis (TB) and is locked in a room in hospital. They tell you that she has only one working lung and that is not 100% efficient. But she survives. Your family is immortal. Your mother has a stroke. Puts her in hospital for months. She has to learn how to use the muscles on the side of her face again. But she survives. Your family is immortal. Arthritis spreads through her body, getting to every joint and some not joints. But she remains happy because your family is immortal.

Then your father, again, parts of him start to fail. His knees, his back. He has to have operations to fix it. Which he does. Everything is good. Yes, he will have to have other operations, but that’s not a problem. After all, your family is immortal.

And then it happens. That moment that knocks you off of your feet. Has you crying in a corner because your family is supposed to be immortal. These things aren’t supposed to happen to you. They happen to other people. Not you. YOUR. FAMILY. IS. IMMORTAL!!! The doctor’s have to be wrong. They have to be. They’ve misdiagnosed. It’s not cancer. Not your mother. It’s not allowed to be. When they say it’s inoperable, they don’t know that. There’s got to be something. Your family is immortal. It turns out that they were wrong, and it was a shadow. They mistook it for something else. Once again, your family is immortal.

Your father has a heart attack, but it’s okay. He’s in hospital at the time, which proves that your family is immortal. But they find something else. But that’s okay, they deal with it. Because your family is immortal. He has to have a bypass operation, and you are happy with that because it means he truly is immortal.

But then …

Immortality fails. And there is no coming back from it. You get a call from your sister at 6.40 in the morning saying “he’s gone”. You realise immortality is not real. Immortality is what you see when you don’t want to see. Immortality is a hope you have so you don’t think about the alternative. Immortality is your hope that your family will be there forever. But they won’t. Nobody is immortal. Not in the physical sense.

They are immortal in your heart. They will live forever with you in your thoughts, and your actions. So once again, your family is immortal.

Dad
November 6th 1939 – November 22nd 2019

Time …

Time through our eyes
Is fleeting in its pace
Yet seems to take forever
When watching a timepiece face

TIme 1

Hours seem like minutes
Yet minutes can seem like hours
Why can’t we know the Doctor
With all his time-travel powers

Time 4

Time and tide, they wait for no man
No woman, and no child
They seem to mesh together
Driving many of us wild

Time 2

The girl becomes a teen
Her life becomes her story
As her own grandchildren succeed
Showering themselves in glory

Time 3

Our achievements have defined us
In our life which is only lent
Some of our fame will be posthumous
As our days and hours are spent

Time 5

Then the end of life’s upon us
As we expire all our time
With hope, we’ve had a good one
As to the pearly gates, we climb

© A Forbes 2017

Fly By

I read the latest post by my friend, Penny at The Why About This, and it created a stir in my mental juices as to what the world is currently facing. I had an image of a bird in my mind. So this poem was inspired by “When Words Overwhelm

Fly by night
Fly by free
Fly by flower
Fly by tree

BirdFlyNight

Fly by day
Fly by sun
Fly by many
Fly by none

BirdFlyDay

Fly by star
Fly by moon
Fly by sand
Fly by dune

BirdFLyMoon

Fly by summer
Fly by glow
Fly by winter
Fly by snow

BirdFlySnow

Fly by country
Fly by state
Fly by anger
Fly by hate

BirdFlyCountry

Fly by sirens
Fly by flash
Fly by fallout
Fly by ash

BirdFlyHate

Fly by death
Fly by strife
Fly by everywhere
Looking for life …

Lifeless

© A Forbes 2017

All images found on Google Images

Don’t let our world come to this.

Forbidden Lovers

Unique in their difference
Disparate in their likeness
Legions moved, carried by wing
Opposed to the wingless, walking below

1

The walking, armed with spear and stone
The flying, with rocks of fire
Ready to send the other home
To rest atop a funeral pyre

The war they fought, never ending
How it started, neither knew
Both sides tarried, never bending
Never remembering why they slew

11

As is the normal in a war
Something remarkable oft takes place
As killing the other becomes a chore
Slaughtering, never seeing the face

9

Until one time, a life depended
A woman’s life begins to fade
The man who finds her, hate rescinded
He finds her ‘midst a bloodied glade

8

Back to health, he heals her wounds
She looks into his soulful eyes
Her heart starts singing loving tunes
She steals a kiss, then off she flies

17

Now he tries to end the war
Saying they fight for no good reason
They say they’ve heard it all before
And sentence him to death for Treason

She tells her lords to think things over
Asks if they remember why they die
Her questions make them sit up, sober
They see the love inside her eye

5

A truce is called before the others
They soon find out silence is golden
And now they see forbidden lovers
And to them, their lives beholden

A senseless war cost millions of lives
Fought with sticks and bombs and spears and guns
The deaths of many husbands, wives
Brothers, sisters, daughters sons.

16

And so a peace reigns through the land
With grateful children, fathers, mothers.
As two walk out, hand in hand
The war was stopped by forbidden lovers.

© A Forbes 2017