Affecting Death

Mom’s at work Dad is dying in bed I’m 4 And playing with doll Next to my father Making a connection My mom and dad get married 1 month later I’m crying with hands full of flowers Where’s dad, where’s dad I cried He’s gone Mom’s in the back room talking to grandma I’m watching T.V Next to me is my dying grandfather I just turned sixteen Now I am crying in the rain I can’t tell if the tears or the rain is getting me soaked All I know is that I’m alone In this Dark cruel world Now I shelter myself from the world Trying to understand why When I should understand Life I am lost In a world of discrimination And it’s full of lies Now what?