For our Dear Sir……On his father’s death


I remember clearly how he looked on that day…
No one knows how he feel inside
As he try to rebuild our lives
We tumble… We crawl..and We curse Him..

No one tries to understand him
We pretend his pain doesn’t exist…
Death is what happens
After the shock…
After the tears…
After the words..
After the end…


Life is harder than you can imagine
I don’t know how to console him…
Death does not care about placements…
And brochures…. And visits….

My sir is filled with love for his father..
From a love of nature that runs so deep…
And from a love of life that can only be born..
From the knowledge that at any moment it can all be ripped away…

Death is bigger than you
And death is bigger than me..
It is louder than silence
It is more final than the end.

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