Poem -

THE GRIEVING LANDS

And tis within all these tears
That we gather
Let them wash us away
To the place no living souls should go
Though we go there now
And there shall we stay

As we confront dumbfounded
Our loss
Gather up the cost

Distribute it amongst us
Place it heavy on those closest
Where it shall burden
And surely lay
Heavy with heartache
Till our dying day

And we pray
For the love of you
And all we should have done
And all we didn't do
And for forgiveness
And mercy

And for the strength
To make it through

As night taunts its whispers
With no answers

Brings all the memories
Of lost chances
To make things right
To have listened in your darkest hours
To have helped you heal
To have helped you fight

But we didn't
For
 we failed
And the fates laugh now
To hear us wail
As sorrow takes us
Each by the hand
And we fall over
For none can stand

And so we go as one
Crippled and lame
To the grieving lands
In shame
In pain
Whispering sorry
Over and over
To your lost soul
To your beloved name
In vain.
Marion Price (2019)

 

 

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Marion

Thanks Jill...was thinking of my brother in law who hung himself over 15 years ago now, a great family tragedy.  Not had much time lately will catch up soon ?

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