Wonky Sonnet on Death by Bob Lucky

Wonky Sonnet on Death

What a responsibility to be alive,
and then we start looking for a purpose.

We want to save something
thinking it will save our souls — whales,
stray dogs, turtles, antique quilts, bottle caps,
comic books, owls, condors, any number
of frogs, family recipes, photo albums.
I could go on — elephants and tigers too.

Watching the news, it’s clear
everyone’s on trial and our souls
are the least of our worries.
How many of us fail to turn in
the room key when we check out?

We’ve forgotten how to die,
and what a responsibility that is.

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Bob Lucky lives in Portugal. He is the author of Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2014), Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books, 2018), and My Thology: Not Always True But Always Truth (Cyberwit, 2019).