Lamentations
Lend me your inner ear
Can’t you hear it....
The resounding wailing
In my head.....
Don’t you understand
It is because my only child is dead
6 months, 1, 2, years may pass
This new existence is
Still hard to grasp
Even behind my stoic demeanor
The screeching in my mind
Never seems to die down
What a confinement of insanity
That life has propelled at me
Burying my child before their time
Is not fair and only gives me
Anxiety and unbearable grief
The echos of my screams
Are when I’m awake and when I’m asleep
I will never find any kind of peace
With the death of my child
It does not get better with time
Nobody can pay attention to
My thought always racing
And they fail to listen to
The tones of my lamentations
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