Must I had Birthdays?
Posted on: March 13, 2021
Birthday
Posted on July 14, 2016 (written in 1999)
Birthday (1999)
1. Why did you come, dear Birthday?
I am no longer sixteen and I do have my driving license.
No longer eighteen to run away from home,
I am way passed my twenty-first,
To mind ordering a drink if I cared.
2. I don’t need you anymore sweet Birthday: you are a liability,
A debilitating memory, a shame to the living youth.
They still show re-runs of your comings on the screen:
People hiding in the dark, waiting to catch a stunned face;
Sneaking through the door;
Surprise!
It is not funny for me:
No one ever surprised me at my birthday. Not once., your coming surprised me.
3. Each year you tap on my door.
The month of May trails fragrance, pageantry, and life.
Why May parade is cut short?
Why May never ends in pomp?
I don’t remember any of my birthdays before twelve.
I was in a Christian private boarding school,
A remnant of the discarded
Of parents visiting summer time, once every two years.
On birthdays parties in my honor, it never felt mine,
But you made sure my Friend, to remind me of my loneliness.
Friend, you’ve been consistent through the years,
The best and the worst of years.
Sure, you are welcomed
Every year, any year, my Friend
Among the living.
Adonis Diaries 
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