Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Grief

Grief
Hearing the tearing wounded hearts.
Seeing the damage done with deceit darts
Watching the faces burdened with care
Staring into emptiness hands wet with tears.
Nothing brings joy, can anything make you smile
Not in the hugs of your little child.

Oh my heart aches my soul breaks
For in a moment my love on was take
How can death be so cruel?
Why didn’t God bend the rules?
Is there no hunger no will to live longer
The weakness in my body getting stronger

Then the wealth I had piled stock
Went away when company bankrupt
These were the years when I planned rest
There are the years filled with distress.

The pressure we all do toil
All the panic in the world
Diseases, Cancer, Aids
Hungry children no healthcare
Many people on welfare

When I stare at the tea leaf
In my sipping bitter sweet
I learn to deal with my Grief

5 comments:

Danielle said...

you have a gift for writing, on the real.

prodigalsun said...

I dig your poem... everyone deals with grief differently... poetry seems to be your outlet... wish I had that gift. My poetry sucks... lol

Soul Searching said...

You're really a great writer! I love this.

Stone said...

I am glad this poem touched you guys. I wrote this from my spirit nothing was the matter with me at the time i wrote it. It was just lives of others that spoke to me

Clay said...

very nice - you let others channel throug you ...