chriswylie2

Death

songs never sung from voices never heard

music that goes unplayed, trapped forever in a black box

thoughts never shared, unknown ideas with no chance- no chance for exploration by great minds not there.

unanswered questions seeking the one who won’t be there to solve them.

water ignoring the pleas of the thirsty

food paying no attention to the plight of the starving,

wealthy with poor on their doorstep giving no satisfaction to their cries for bread. 

Friends not made, acquaintances not met, 

late night talks falling on empty air

sorrowful tears with none to ease the pain, 

books of wisdom burned before written buried within coffins never opened.