Death Precedent

This is the end,
before we ever began,
before we ever missed a breath,
we missed a step
and fell out passed unconsciousness.

This is the end,
before the kiss,
the heart shall rend.
Smiling eyes
never shone at all.
The sunshine missed
the morning call.

This is the end.
The knife that slips
between our ribs.
The blood that drips
from wounds we hid,
unhealed
before we knew
what we did.

This is the end.
The thought
that never made a word.
The voice
that was never heard.
The long unsung refrain.
The song they never sang
and all this pain
will start again.

This is the end.
The war that never
quite began,
but still destroyed
our homeland.
Can God again
forgive all the sins of man?

This is the end,
before we even had a chance
to run, or play, or laugh,
or dance.
A victim of your circumstance.
Giving up
before we reach
the broad expanse
of possibility.

This is the end,
before I even start;
don’t give up
on me.

HG – 2019

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