The Unwelcome Intruder

"Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede
Pauperum tabernas regumque turris"
Death comes in many forms
And never counts the cost.

A brutal suicide bewilders,
Desolate are the young mother's children.

Carelessness leaves undiagnosed
The condition that kills a grandmother
And a family is left to mourn.

Death shows compassion 
To take away a long-suffering 
Matriarch in her sleep.
How distraught are those left behind.

Senseless is the public execution
By a disturbed assassin
She fallen in her prime
By this crime is robbed
Of her mission in life

Meaning we must weave 
Into such narratives
To retain our humanity
Without which we cannot go on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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