a tribute to Robin Williams... so sad...
It was August 11th, a Monday like any other Monday
His personal assistant had worked her way through the front doorway
After her knocking was met without reply
The furthest thing from her mind was to suspect suicide
Then she went inside
I was staying a few nights at my parents' house in Ossining
When we heard the news about Robin Williams' untimely passing
Ever since I was a kid we would turn on the TV
When we sat down for dinner to eat as a family
It kept us company
But his death was so fresh in our minds that evening
That instead we thought it would be best to put on one of his old movies
So we scoured the whole house and parsed our way through all the DVDs
Though we had many we came up with nothing
So I got in my car and drove to the library
I started browsing
When a sinking feeling started to overtake me
There was a gap where Aladdin should be
There was a gap where Jumanji should be
And Dead Poets Society
And Hook, Patch Adams
All were absent
And so I went home empty handed
I went back to my mom and dad and
We didn't watch TV that night
We didn't watch anything that night
There was one time I was on vacation with my parents in Palm Springs
I was dealing with a lot back then, I think I must have been fifteen
I fastened a belt to the closet hanger rod
And I was getting light headed, then I chickened out
And I got myself down
And it's been ten years since then and I still struggle with the same demons
And Robin Williams was too before the poor bastard let them beat him
Maybe he never had a friend like the one he had been to me
When I was growing up alone and he was the Genie
He could do anything
And I wish he experienced even half the joy he brought to me
There was a gap where Aladdin should be
Where Mrs. Doubtfire should be
The Birdcage and Good Will Hunting
Baron Munchausen
Were all absent
They had already been checked out
By people like me who had gone out
Who weren't ready to say goodbye yet
Who still aren't ready to say goodbye yet
credits
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