Still Hurting:

Loved her so much, it’s impossible

To say; she’s my guiding light

Supported me everyday – now she’s gone

Left my heart swollen, not knowing

Where I’m from, absently beholden

No late night calls but I leave my phone

On; unexplainable falls, serve to

Confirm she’s really gone

 

Silent screams pervade my nightmares

Fear lurks behind every door

It’s no use pretending I don’t care

Ignorance condones it all the more

Maybe, if I went to sleep, forget

To wake when morning clean

Praise Father-God, my soul to keep

Mark my footsteps, confirm what I mean.

 

No-one Remembers:

Memories quietly shear recesses of our minds

Leaving bitterness wrapped in painful reams, entwined

When these doors are opened

Boiling hearts instruct much tears

In fruitless, unpaid attempts to wash away the years

Cookie jars are empty, evening shadows long

Remembering four and twenty, as we try to sing that song

Wilful thoughts contrive to bring, worthless ill report

Mother’s carefully wrought time, of solace and relief

Oftentimes desperate, undeniably brief; in timely

Brought grace, laced with gut-wrenching grief