The Lord gives and the Lord takes. Last week I lost my aunt, Harriet. I couldnt even attend the burial because I had exams the whole week I spent alot of time thinking, and this poem I wrote a few years ago came to mind. Dedication to my father, the rest of my family and everyone that has lost somebody special recently. I feel lost for words I dont know what to say But the truth is I shed tears yesterday And when I prayed, at night as usual Your name came up more times than usual. It was a fusion, of different emotions. Asking questions that dont have solutions. Like why does the worst happen to the best people? Incapable of answering, I felt like a cripple. This life is unequal, uneven, unfair. I mean, why is it in sad times only that we share, And love and care for the people that we care for. Therefore, we need to keep being careful. I look at the rear view, the moments that have passed. Its like the good times passed and the sad times last. Life is a ball. Then it bursts like pus. Wish you could see through into my heart like glass.
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 08:14:20 +0000
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