"So Much Luck"

Brenda Chapa

Tick tock tick tock
Life goes on fast
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
Your blood pumps through
You know you are alive
You just have to hold on.
Not knowing what's going to happen next
You let your life go.
You smoke,
You drink....
As if you don't care what's going to happen next.
Supposely this cures you supposely it helps you.
But you don't know who you're harming.
One step closer to death,
A catastrophe...
You get older and you start to enjoy it more.
As infections such as HIV and Aids start to infect your body.
Why can’t you understand?
Supposedly with that much fun,
Your life seems to get better?
Can’t you understand?
Can’t you just listen?
Can’t you see your body is decaying as of you were a skeleton?
Your skin on your bone so tight, as if you’re anorexic.
Don’t you think that if you just wake up one day you could be dead?
Why are you coughing?
Why do you look so sick?
Didn’t they tell you?
Didn’t you listen?
At least you’ve survived?
Can’t you still understand?
Don’t you why can’t you?
What, must a car knock the sense out of you?
Wait don’t tell me you will still survive that?
Seeing you laying there useless as if you were
A little kid wearing its diapers.
As if you were a kid but instead in the form of an adult.
What about your parents?
Verily affording for your care?
Supposedly they say you may not be the same?
But we all hope you will come back as the same once again.
They just say, they all just think that all you had was luck.
Tick tock tick tock
Your life could be gone.