Bereavement

Bereavement is a pain, Worse than being lashed or chained It crushes and destroys you mind No one for it is trained, By it every path is drained And every learner’s book is stained Nothing is left, not even a grain For you to plant after the rain You are lucky you are not slain Or pushed out into a drain There will be nowhere for you to claim Even if you fell with a plane Bereavement is a pain That tares your heart and soul apart It banes your flash and leave you ash No one will dare escape from it, Running from it only makes it worse You’ll even wish you faced it soon Having being suppressed and looked for long Makes it wild like bruised Elephant It’s a matter of time before it explode And blow up on your face And then you’ll truly understand That this world is not for you to gain It for you to get a strain, Until you join the zombie- match. Bereavement is a disaster Worse than earthquakes and flutes It shakes your world and flushes your trust No one will rescue you from it Its thunder rows like a hungry lion, The storm it makes is excruciating The time it’s over You’ll witness the damage, your eyes, your body, Your soul, will tell it all Bereavement is a torture Worse than the rack and electric shocks No one will persevere the pain