For the Tears (March 2014)

Lord, they are tears
        men cannot understand;
        how could we?
You made us unlike, other,
        unable to console this pain, loss;
        so you must Lord, please.

When a woman’s body abandons her,
        and the child so much alive within;
against every inner yearning, appeal -
        loss, anguish, heartbreak.
The grief of remembering what is not,
        but could have been.

So instead of joy filled showers
        with their silly oohs and ahhs;
there is nothingness, so alone,
        not even the dignity of a funeral.
Just us tonight, at home, with tears, and
        with you El Bokeh, God who weeps.

Amen

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