Thousand Guessing Deaths Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Have you seen
A tree bend numerous times
To the strafing velocity
Of the wind?

Have you seen a star
Scintillate a faint glare
To the commands of
An astral castigation?

Have you seen a child
Lose himself in a carnival
Of thieves and exploitation?
He has lost his innocence.

Have you seen a choir of candles
Lose their distinct blaze
To the violent riddance
Of pursed lips?

Have you seen a man die numerous times
That his demise becomes comical?
His death – just among the thousand deaths
Is plotted by a fastidious murderer.

How many deaths
Must this man seize
Before he truly lives?

Such superfluity of deaths
Yet only scant reason
And even scantier verve.
They have long besmirched
The diadems -
They have long tarnished
The glint in eyes.

How many deaths, dear reader?
Do you have an answer
To this rhetoric?