Prose - A Stranger's Son Died Today

I do not know you
Nor your son
But I feel your pain
Because I too have one
What pain
Is worth living?
What reward
For grieving?
My tears
For a stranger
Gather
In a manger
Where love
For mankind
Was born
For your son to find
In the moment
Of despair
Where relief
Offers little care
We can only pray
For your healing
And your son's salvation
That grace will be revealing
In God's time
He gave to you
Blessings
That anger says were few
Our vulnerability
To God's will
Can never be undone
Nor will it stand still
But your love
Of his memory
And of those who live
Will provide you sanctuary
If you can wait
For the scar
The wound
Will tell who you are
With the needs of his family
Subordinating our own
He will be waiting for you
In your eternal home

I write in hard times
Because I cannot speak
Where the pen is strong
The voice is weak
When tears drown
Rational thought
And the mind
Becomes distraught
The heart begins
Its life saving expression
With understanding
And loving compassion
For those who grieve
The blood will flow
What can you say?
Your heart will know
It needs no guide
It knows the way
Let it speak for you
It knows how to pray
As you ask why
And hear only soft wind
The written word
Is what your heart will send
To express your pain
To comfort those who suffer
This is why I write
This is what I can offer


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AudreyHowitt 5 years ago from California

This is piece lovely! So eloquent--the last bit sums it up for me so well--

The written word

Is what your heart will send

To express your pain

To comfort those who suffer


V Qisya 5 years ago

Awesomely beautiful! It touches my heart deep inside. Thank you for sharing, suburban poet;D


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

It is the evolution of my emotions that as I age the news of other children impacts me as if it were my own. There is a raw nerve-ending that exists in me that is becoming more exposed with time. I wish I was not moved to write this. I received an email from a stranger about a stranger and it consume the next hour of my life. I am very happy that ya'll have responded as you have but I wish my words could mean more to the family. Thank you...


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moiragallaga 5 years ago from Lisbon, Portugal

Very touching poem The Suburban Poet. You have several beautiful lines, this one appeals to me the most:

But your love

Of his memory

And of those who live

Will provide you sanctuary


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gmwilliams 5 years ago from the Greatest City In The World-New York City, New York

Beautiful poem which expresses profound sympathy and sorrow!


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Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia

Beauty and sorrow...walk together nicely hands in hands...great piece of writing my fellow Aussie and poet:)


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pmccray 5 years ago from Utah

Beautifully done. Too many of our sons and daughters are taken too quickly on the bloody fields in foreign lands and on the streets of our own nation. Beautifully written poem, thank you for sharing. Voted up, marked beautiful and interesting.


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The Suburban Poet 4 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@moira - Thank you. This is one as I may have said that I wish never had to be written but unfortunately life took a wonderful young man before his time.

@gmwilliams - Thank you. So many people say, "thoughts and prayers" and I wanted to say more.

@Beata - Thank you. It is written with deep sorrow. I wanted the parents to know my thoughts.

@pmccray - Thank you. It is true; when our children die it cuts so deeply.

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