Saturday, February 28, 2015

No Chance for Redemption

Received news today 
A student has death embraced

From the 7th floor house, a supposed cucoon,
High on alcohol he fell down to ever doom 

His parents to question themselves, to wonder
"What could I have done to stop this blunder?" 

Do people who let go ever pause to think
How many more they drag with them to the brink? 

The mother lamenting she had done not more
The father staring, unable to bring his sorrow to the fore.

Listening to the mother bewildered, in pain,
Thinking of 24 years of love come to pass in vain. 

Sharing her grief, shuddering as she weeps, 
But filled with rage, for the loss for keeps.

A girlfriend ditched you, a promotion passed you by, 
I sympathised then, but NOW, I am antagonised.

Yes, bad things happen, so work through them, 
Or reach out. Friends, even strangers, would not abandon. 

Everyone makes mistakes, we may have too, 
But no chance of redemption, why bestow this gloom? 

You who said your parents were the best, 
Have ensured they only stay atop grief's crest. 

Sorry, I am too angry to cry. 
Why? Why? Did you commit suicide? 


- 27 Feb 2015
- Self-Explanatory.

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