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i wanted to be like him
by Charlie Morganhe glided across campus. white
dress-shirt sleeves rolled-up
pronouncing loudly "cool!".
pretentions lay at his feet,
like the asphalt he ran on
getting to Binion Hall-girls
dorm for sophs and frosh.
he was a near-junior, his aplomb
of life already that of a grown-up man.
i wanted to be just like him for years;
a time came when he optioned for suicide.
it was then i no longer wanted to be like him. 04/25/2011 Posted on 04/25/2011
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 04/26/11 at 06:36 AM 'tis better to acknowledge who you are and be yourself than to pretend or to try and be someone else...it brings you down a dark path eventually...~JPP |
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