When/if sadness and/grief
Rob/deaden your discipline and/or dedication
You might/must decide to quit, and/or retreat.
How/why do you go on and/or continue daily
If you’ve lost/set aside energy and/or hope
For the future/tomorrow?
How long will/may grief dominate and/or destroy
Who/what can relieve and/or overcome the pain?
Is/Isn’t this for God/Allah/the Oversoul/a Higher Power
One Week Later
Covid 19/coronavirus took/killed my older brother.
That evil/vicious virus
Struck/smote him in December
His painful/unexpected death
Was another preventable/unnecessary
Event/incident in overlong/endless 2020.
One Month Later
I speak in complete sentences now
Without hesitating on words to choose and use.
My grief now allows me to look forward
And to live my normal days.
My anger at the grievous number of deaths in the U.S.
From poor management of the Covid-19 virus
Does not abate, but spurs me to do whatever
I can to stop the losses, the pain.
The words above separated by forward slash marks I did deliberately. It’s my attempt to illustrate how inarticulate and hesitant we can become when grief takes over our minds.
The second verse shows my partial release from grief’s clutch.
The final verse shows how we recover our lives, even though the pain endures, lightened now by our fuller memories of the person we lost, in this instance.my older brother, Jerry.
Thanks for reading. Most of my writing is much more upbeat, but I wanted to honor my brother here, along with what I have shared in my family.
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