Being at the funeral of a child, is something never forgotten. Rage and tears mingle in the confused mind.


Why?



I saw the
Real end
Today.

Not pretty
Not sad.

Just quiet,
Soundless.

Through his
Mother's
Tears.

No life lived
Yet.

This child gone,
Until never.

Just sorrow
Just anger
Just rage

Where was
God?

Why?






Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2006-03-09 at 08:01

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Zoya Zaidi
Very poignant!
The sadness beautifully captured,
Death of a child is indeed an incosolable loss.
Excellent Morpheus, your compassion shines through!
((((hugs))))
Love,xxx, Zoya
2006-03-15


Veld Cooper
Another magnificent, less-is-more (so much!) write about such a painful memory!
'Through his mother's tears'.....wow!
2006-03-12


Bob
Yes I can see you too. Compact, intense, all inclusive and without losing your name. You are what you live and you manage to put words to that, words that many can relate to.
2006-03-11


Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
A poignant message about a difficult subject delivered succintly and very well. A good read.
2006-03-09


Dan Cederholm
I can feel so much sorrow here
A good text with a little bit of
Why!!!!
2006-03-09


Lori
Where was God

and why?

Such a tragedy,
my kondoleans...
2006-03-09


Cr4Ky
the way you put the words so simple and easy you`re able to bring som many thoughts out of every word...

a very very good piece of poetry my freind!
2006-03-09


Tai-Li
Impressive, very impressive, Morpheus. You managed to hold back, where this easily could have turned into a tearful rant.
My compliments.
Sunny regards,
Tai-Li
2006-03-09


John Ashleigh
I have never been to a childs funeral, so I have no experiance of that emotion. Though the questions you ask I can relate to many incedents in my life.

Another good poem.
2006-03-09