Behind the “Nanu nanu”
Behind the “Good Morning Vietnam!”
Behind the “Oh Captain, my Captain!”
Behind the “run-by fruiting”
Behind the “Ten thousand years will give you such a crick in the neck.”
Behind the unique uncompromising
larger than life talent that spoke these words.
Behind the seemingly unstoppable awe inspiring
comedic genius of our time.
Behind the man who
with a single facial expression or a few words
could leave us weakened, breathless,
and teary eyed from laughter.
Behind the brilliant quick thinking comedian
who captured our hearts and souls
in the rapture of a chaotic form of humor
that never failed to eclipse expectation.
Behind this kind endearing well loved soul
who touched so many with his presence
was a man haunted by a demon
that many still refuse to accept or acknowledge.
Behind the echoes of laughter and makeup
of our most prolific clowns
there can exist a sadness so deep and profound
as to be beyond tears reach.
Behind any door standing just out of our view
could be a beast called depression laying in wait
to steal the laughter from our ears and the joy from our hearts.