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Because I Doubt
Anyone Will Care About
My Feelings Beyond this Offering
It's the Offspring of Words Where I've Learned to Cope
Over the Years
I Sincerely Implore You to Let Me Just Get this Out…
I am So Confused
Though I Know this is the Path That We All Must Travel
Makes No Difference if We were to Refuse
But at Last
The Dawn of Death in Any Retrospect
Will Never Be Welcomed
I have No Idea What to Tell You
I am Numb
Not Entirely Sure if this is Surrender or Succumb
And Everyone Will Say,
"If You Need Anything, Don't Hesitate to Call"
Trust, No One Alive Can Help You
Though the Notion is Met with Hope
The Motion to Manifest is Always Seldom
Take a Walk
Take a Moment to Simply Breathe
Be Alone with Your Thoughts
Give Yourself Room to Grieve
Crying to Remember the Dying
Is a Sacrificial Right of Passage
To Acknowledge that We too Shall Come this Way Indeed
We Will Miss Their Smiles
Their Words of Wisdom
No Matter How Many
Few and Far Between
I've Seen Old Age
Poverty
Sickness
Disease
And Now, I have Seen Death
On the Path Toward Enlightened
As Blind, as I Ever had Sight
Here, at this Loss of Will
Holding on for Dear Life
Yes…
Yes, that is What We Must Do
Live
Encourage
Give
Blessed are those Whose Ancestors Still Guide
So Cry, if You have to
Scream if it Will Make it Better
Break a Plate
Pray and Meditate
Hell, Buy Yourself a Brand New Whatever
Just So You Live
Worship is an Adequate Response
To the Bereavement You Feel
I Raise My Hands
Pressing My Palms Against the Sun
The Warmth of God's Light
Translating into an Abundant Life
Even in this Season
When Our Loved Ones' Days are Done
