Courage is the strive
as he tries to be brave
yet tangible is the knot
the esophagus fights for life
inside the near bursting banks
of the man choking
from death's decree
apparent in his sorrow
tailor made for center stage
gracing audience, weak
and drowning at the knees
paying final respects
to a departed dear friend
Never has there been
a sadness more transparent
Never has there been
a more sad willow tree
mourning a fall from grace
than when death punctures
the swollen pimple throning
the grieving heart's throb
only to clamor the skin
from the proceeding bleed
cleansing onlooking souls aweep
for man's original sin
in the bitterest of trinctures
All and sundry vacate
and her never returning
remains the empty scene
staring him in the face
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Excellent
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You're welcome
Beautifully written in all its sadness. Thank you for sharing
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