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2nd Place 2004 Torino Award Winner for “Outstanding Poem”
The last man standing
carries on alone
no shadow at his side
a heart that’s turned to stone
The last man standing
comfort’s hand is lost
no one to hear his heart’s cry
regret extracts its cost
The last man standing
haunted by memory’s toll
facing an empty tomorrow
missing half his soul
Please, God —
I don’t want to be the last man standing
10/16/01
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