It’s not often that a bright
Enough light in the sky in
The daytime catches your
Attention. But this one did.
It was like someone took a
Picture of the earth using
A flash camera that lit up
The world. Nobody knows
Where it came from or who
Did it. We can only hope
They like us.
Working at the museum on
The weekends was a break
From school and the usual
Routine. It consisted of
Standing in one place for
A while and then switching
Places with the guards on a
Schedule. It was fun to watch
The people as they walked
Through the museum during
The four hours I worked. They
Didn’t realize it but they were
On exhibit as much as the
Pieces in the museum.
Consider your life and
Everything you have done
On exhibit in your personal
Museum
What will you see?
Will you be proud of what is
On exhibit or a little embarrassed?
We all slip up. It is your life and it
Is unique. You have touched people
In ways you did not realize and
Others touched you in wonderful
Ways. That is what it is all about.
What would we like to see happen?
Who drove the nails into our hands?
Shame engulfing us like flames
On a computer screen we watch it
unfold and then drive off into the
Grand Canyon
The fall, how far, is the original sin,
we realize
Did we need all those nails? Was the
torture necessary? This is how we find
out who we are
Wordman of Alcatraz 