The Misnomer Loss
THE MISNOMER LOSS
What is loss?
Loose your keys?
Your manager now has less employees?
or is it cruelly cross,
like a fatal disease?
Did your child die
while visible to your eye?
Is justice for you nigh?
Did a flood wipe it all away,
too sudden to even ask why?
We need a much better word for these,
for losses like these are tragedies.
Not a bank error, oh please!
Rather it's the most painful horror,
and not like missing keys.
There is no word that describes
the pain and suffering of a dead son.
You can't save him; but you get proscribes,
and when it is done -
you are not the only one,
among few knowing loss describes not demise.
Nor other suffering that applies
to loss, which lies.
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