Again I cry
with no shoulder offer to me,
I must remain strong
for everyone.
Feath separated us again ,
and there is nothing we can do.
although I wish I could have done something.
Perhaps we will meet
in our next life.
and maybe death,
won't strike so soon.
Death destroys the peace
at homes,
brings tears and wails,
when will it end?
We will continue to cry
but the tears will run out.
Death will continue
and it will never end.
It doesn't knock
nor does it give us
a heads up,
it just strikes,for eternity.
©laposh
L