Beyond the mourning of bereavement

(dashed off upon learning untimely demise

regarding prosperous family, whose small

plane crashed. about half dozen years ago,

they lived ~ three doors down from us.)

No words can assuage the deep sorrow,

this once upon a time neighbor

(I lived at 1148 Greentree Lane) experiences

disbelief, numbness, shock...

attendant by an irreparable loss of beloved,

and vacillated how to communicate

heartfelt sympathy,

where words superfluous,

yet... if for that challenge alone,

an affinity with language

spurred impulse to focus upon

bountiness of joie de vivre

imbibed years gone by,

when every now and

again chance encounters

found yours truly (me)

in delightful company

regarding persons whose presence

imbued benevolence, kindness, warmth...

facilitating emotional philanthropy

influenced long term positive memories

to one experienced being

outcast, ostracized, offensive...

courtesy unfortunate series

of circumstances beyond my control,

which voiced unwelcome tension

sabotaged reaching quality politeness

displeased at unfriendly reactions

reflexively, maliciously, impetuously...

did little or no justice

toward conflict resolution

which altercations nearly,

quickly did segway profoundly

into unpleasant standoffs,

yes bias, bigotry, bitterness

begat bisel meshuga

acutely aware I loathe

uncouth actions regarding myself

and strive to remain

affable, cordial, friendly...,

hence an object lesson,

(albeit ex post facto)

to abide by my inner integrity,

ethos, doga politesse...,

especially when pitted against

unsavory electric acid kool aid test

tis then urgently vital to remain

steadfast, and figuratively

turn the other cheek

particularly when populace

under severe duress

re: instigated by pathologically

belligerent, ill mannered, rude...

president whose sets abhorrent precedence,

whereby people of nation follow suit,

yet this concomformist only hopes

to affect positive within world at large.