domingo, 10 de agosto de 2025

Father those words unsaid

 You tell yourself you've said all you need to say
Then you remember loved one lost today
The hair has greyed and whitened the posture changed
The love is not gone just rearranged

where the man would ask questions and surmise
now long silences instead of responses just sighs
The energy needed to respond was less important
than the witty response he just thought of

acceptance and resignation
Like the selfish ego within myself
ignoring grief toasting my own health
To build my own life own love and wealth

The extract of sadness composed of words unsaid
Calming moving forcefully through heart and head
The will to live glitches running last hourglass sand
Losing grip on reality on sensation in the hands

reflexes and coordination
days filled with struggle
to ponder the soul's migration
post baby boom shuffle

post life and post living
post restless mind winning
words unsaid carried to Ferryman's boat
unrecognized kindness may it keep you afloat 

I see you off now Father
without a real goodbye
I grieve the pain and confusion
you felt as you died

Despite this tristful hour these cunning empty whys
I can hear you greet me cheerily from the other side


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