When a crack baby dies, I cry.
Brought into this world with a burden.
Which there was no control.
Now in heaven.
You have your own role.
When an innocent child dies, I cry.
Taken from this world with no warning.
Snatched from the mouth of life.
Now to serve their time resting
In heaven playing a fife.
When an addicted youth dies, I cry.
Making them go farther
To see and feel beyond.
There was no father
To have that special bond.
When a homeless person dies, I cry.
Living amongst nature in whatever they can find.
Hoping someone would lend them a hand.
No one is to be so kind.
It didn’t turn out as planned.
When a soldier dies, I cry.
Fighting for their country
In a foreign land.
Finally free
Like the wind-blown sand.
When an old man dies, I cry.
Life full of memories
And now he is done.
Leaving lots of stories
For his grandson.
When a friend dies, I cry.
I wonder if I really knew ’em
And if he really knew me?
Was I a good friend to ’em?
A tragic event he couldn’t foresee.
When someone takes their life, I cry.
Will all this ever stop?
What gives us the urge to control life?
Life is too precious to flop.
Give them the strength to drop the knife.
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Hari Qhuang
It’s very touching and well-expressed.
One can feel the sadness, sympathy and empathy emitting from the lines.
Frank
Thanks, Hari. I appreciate the comments.
Peace
thehappyhugger
This is really powerful writing, and also, I could feel the sadness.
Frank
Thank you, Michelle. I try to write to bring out the emotion. Even after writing this piece and I go back to read it, It still brings a tear to my eye. Thanks again for the comment.
Peace
meticulousmick
Like it Frank, have a good weekend. MM 🍀
Frank
Thanks, MM. Hope you have a good weekend, too.
Peace
risinghawk
Good stuff, Frank. Powerful. Keep ’em coming. Peace . . .
Frank
Thank you, risinghawk. I appreciate your comments.
Peace