Sorrow

In sorrow
She mourns her beloved son
What’s next to follow
No one knows

In sorrow
He mourns his beloved daughter
What’s next to follow
His heart is hollow

In sorrow
She mourns her beloved husband
What’s next to follow
She is now a widow

In sorrow
He mourns his beloved wife
What’s next to follow
His desire for life is renounced to zero

In sorrow
They mourn the passing of a dear friend
Someone they wished to be there tomorrow
It hurts without pretext, whatever sorrow sends

And we know and I know
Sorrow returns not the life’s it borrows
Sorrow is a walking deadly shadow
Sorrow is the virus we dread tomorrow
Sorrow is the devils spell of lethal horrors

Therefore my dear fellows
In sorrow no more I mourn her sorrow
In sorrow
I have closed on her all my doors and windows

Copyright 2006 – Sylvia Chidi

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