Bereft, inconsolable, sorrowing, bewildered,
Doubting, smarting, raw, exposed, hemorrhaging,
Torn, anaesthetized,
Lost, solitary, figures…
The world you knew disappeared, vanquished,
gone….
Pain … a knot, tightly tied inside,
Constantly hurts, stays.
We the ghosts in amazement, grasping, stumbling, blind,
Lost in a maze with no escape,
Struggling to comprehend, understand.
No balm to sooth, no healing hands, magic,
In this instant, moment, you are alone.
Lives laid bear its threads futile.
It can’t be fixed, it won’t be the same.
Cruel, merciless, claws,
Mans final foe, its hook immoveable,
Takes a man people love and who was good,
Casts the final blow,
Its recognizable signature left,
Upon virgin living souls deaths! Stench.
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THE FATAL BLOW - Poem by Paulette Stewart
