Erica
I saw a man’s heart today;
It was right in front of me…
An innocent question exposed it:
“How have you been feeling?”
Then a tormented father spoke:
“It has been nearly impossible since my daughter’s death”
I did not know his daughter,
Soon though, I saw how much he did;
It was impossible to miss it,
He was proud of her, she was successful,
She would always be his little girl…
She took up so much of his heart;
You just knew it was crushed.
For a moment I felt a rush of guilt,
Why had I asked this question?
It was as if I started all the pain again;
Then I realized, that kind of pain is always present,
My question only revealed it…
We always hear of senseless random acts of violence,
Shootings and such for no apparent reasons;
It makes us cringe, it unsettles us,
We ponder the pain and loss.
Today, unexpectedly, from an innocent question,
I had a taste of the loss;
What it is like to succumb to the senseless,
It was such a helpless frustration to see this man,
To witness his suffering, knowing,
Knowing, just as I could not stop the bullet,
I could not stop the pain…
© Joseph James
5/5/16
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