Always there and ever near
that is the way things once were…
The first to tell, the first to ask, the first to share…
the first and last… to laugh…
familial stories shared over troubles and joys
answers and understanding shared in search of
answers and understanding;
now disturbing silences fills a void once full.
A once joyful ruckus beaten into submission
Muzzled… muted, sanitized and stilled
the link corroded...
and strangers are all that’s left
to issue uncomforting words of welcome and invitation
to a return to oblivion…solitude…exile.
Always there and ever near - that is the way things once were… The first to tell, the first to ask, the first to share… the first and last… to laugh.
Now disturbing silence fills a void once full.
The joyful ruckus beaten into submission
Muzzled… muted, sanitized and stilled
The link corrodes…
And strangers are all that’s left
to issue uncomforting words of welcome and invitation
to a return to oblivion and solitude.
