This poem describes the inevitable arrival of death in three visits. The first visit brings silence where there was once laughter next door. Faces are darkened and sorrow has come. The second visit is destructive, unannounced, and crumbles family ties by taking away breadwinners, mothers, brides, and toddlers. The third visit leaves those acquainted with sympathy, near ones with empathy, and family with apathy as they stare at the departing visitor with antipathy and questions of when and to whom death will come again.
This poem describes the inevitable arrival of death in three visits. The first visit brings silence where there was once laughter next door. Faces are darkened and sorrow has come. The second visit is destructive, unannounced, and crumbles family ties by taking away breadwinners, mothers, brides, and toddlers. The third visit leaves those acquainted with sympathy, near ones with empathy, and family with apathy as they stare at the departing visitor with antipathy and questions of when and to whom death will come again.
This poem describes the inevitable arrival of death in three visits. The first visit brings silence where there was once laughter next door. Faces are darkened and sorrow has come. The second visit is destructive, unannounced, and crumbles family ties by taking away breadwinners, mothers, brides, and toddlers. The third visit leaves those acquainted with sympathy, near ones with empathy, and family with apathy as they stare at the departing visitor with antipathy and questions of when and to whom death will come again.
Heard in the house next door Yesternight has dwindle to Silence that deafens Faces known and unknown Drags their feet in and out In a countenance of nothingness Throwing heads side by side Not wanting to foreknow The inevitable visitor Dearest and nearest soon clouds The ambience Gasping for breath that pains The not expect has arrived
Yesterday’s aglow faces
Becomes darker than ebony With contours that defies description And faces masked with intermittent Showers that comes unannounced Eroding hopes and happiness The barrel of laughter mouth Is shut with zipped lips Only gulping down Tasteless saliva that heartburns The sorrow bearer has arrived
It appeared all destructive
Unheralded from nowhere Without shame and conscience Crumbling ties that try to thrive Thrusting away breadwinners Absconding with mothers that give breast Eloping brides for a honeymoon Abducting sinless toddlers
The acquaintances are derailed with sympathy
The near are strangulated with empathy The consanguinities sophisticated with apathy All starring the departing visitor in antipathy Yet with unanswered question of When Again? And to who?