Why do they cry
I feel a sharp pain, that runs through my chest,
I try and breathe, I can't catch my breath.
I'm feeling so numb, from head to my toe,
Why do I feel this way, I just don't know!
Suddenly I'm lying there, flat on the ground,
I can see people, they're standing around.
Someone is yelling, "Please dial the phone",
"Just stay with us now, your not all alone"!
I can here sirens, there coming so near,
but I am not living, and no longer here,
They felt for a pulse, but it wasn't there,
they were too late, I'm floating on air!
Someone is crying, their tears aren't of joy,
and someone is praying, "Please God I employ."
Some I can hear, but not what they say,
their whispers are quiet, from so far away!
So how can they feel, so empty inside,
when none of them cared, until I just died.
They never come visit, or even say hi,
now they shed tears, they weep and they cry!
Is it from sorrow, from grief or just pride,
that everyone feels, that sadness inside.
To mourn for the dead, no matter the why,
and offer condolences, and say their goodbye!
Copyright © Beverly Robertson | Year Posted 2024
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