Funeral - Truly a Suffering


When I weep on your shoulder 
you caress me with the warmest embrace 
Tears are not a comfort 
but truly a great suffering 

Scarring of the soul a reminder of 
the bitterness, 
gained through the years and years 
in despair 
What gift pays grieving 
but the loss of sadness for a moment 

Ignorance of children - admirable 
they know not grief 
The reminder of sadness 
is still grinding 
Still harvesting delight 

A fragile bird he cannot fly 
without his wings 
You cut them deeply 
when you were my God 
and Gods always fail you

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