Forgive Me
by Daniel Chun, MS2 University of California Irvine
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Death surrounds me,
Sixteen entities within a room,
Clothed in blue and white garments,
It is not heaven that they experience,
but instead the cold steel of the blade,
I feel guilt, guilt having been lost over time.
A question arises, Will they forgive me?
Yes, I have experienced death.
Grandfather, great grandmother,
Fellow high school student,
Victims of something inescapable.
Lives lost to the wind,
Returning to the earth
Tc decay into nothingness.
Life is precious I know,
I claim to have experience
Yet these bodies fallen to blackness,
They lay before us still and mutilated.
Looking upon them, cold and pale,
We rank the bodies according to
their color and smell.
The ease of isolating and identifying
has become their worth.
How sad that I have forgotten
What these men and women have endured.
I have lost sight of your real worth.
I ask for your forgiveness.
Perhaps it is a necessity that
We distance ourselves from their plight
To fully learn the intricacies
Of their physical domain.
I am thankful for their sacrifice
To be torn apart and sliced to pieces
So that we could perhaps one day
Save someone from the darkness.
I will not again forget your value and worth.
Forgive me.
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