Avery's Song

Beaten
Decrepit
My life is leaving
But I’ve never felt so alive

It’s not the fact that life is good
Or in the way I see the sunset
No, it’s because I am faced with who I am

Humanity is best described
When passing before your eyes
You can’t make sense of it
It leaves you speaking equivocally

With this leaving me
The true test of identity begins
I can’t hold on to my fig leaves
My humanity is exposed

But there is One who Is
And He doesn’t forsake this son
Why He receives me
Leaves me speaking equivocally

Humanity is best described
When passing before your eyes
You can’t make sense of it
It leaves you speaking equivocally

And now true reality has begun
I don’t know the beginning, ending or intermission
Like a coda with sweet sound
My life will end six feet underground
And my soul will rest in eternity

The end is such a disgruntled term
A signal of life stopping
Like a runner at a race’s end
But it leaves those who are left
Speaking equivocally

Humanity is best described
When passing before your eyes
You can’t make sense of it
It leaves you speaking equivocally


This is for a friend who is a regular at St. Bucks, has recently been diagnosed with Leukemia and within three days and several treatments, deteriorated rapidly.