A poem about the finality of life.

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Photo taken in Kauai, Hawaii with moon behind clouds


This is the first poem I ever wrote. It is about the sense of helplessness and loss of control everyone may feel in the final moments of their life. The poem was published in my high school literary magazine in 1987.

Heaven’s Gate

Here I am,
Moving? No.
Lost in time;
time so slow

A breath of wind,
too soon I fear.
Heartbeat withering,
for death is near.

Upon a table
troubled will.
Breathing rapid,
fighting still.

My life before me
in mind’s eye.
Nothing accomplished
before I die.

God have mercy
on me I pray.
Forgive my sins
of yesterday.

-Donald Raab

Reflections on living the life you’re given

The poem may seem dark, sad and depressing, but there is a motivational message in the words. Minimize your regrets. Be kind. Complete things. Appreciate the little things. Celebrate a win every day. You do more than you realize. You are more important than you realize.

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Photo taken right before landing in Atlanta

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Java Champion. Creator of the Eclipse Collections OSS Java library (http://www.eclipse.org/collections/). Inspired by Smalltalk. Opinions are my own.

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