Between the Bars : The Funeral

Oct. 21, 2015

The Funeral

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by Timothy J. Muise (author's profile)

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THE FUNERAL
by Timothy J. Muise
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I cried today,
at the death of my friend.
She was brilliant,
my only chance at survival.

All is lost,
as she leaves this cruel world.
Her smile gone,
and I cannot breathe.

How she glowed,
everything was possible.
No more light,
true darkness now closes in.

Her name Hope,
the prisoners only salvation.
Wearing a badge,
they have laid her to rest.

The coffin closed,
the death so ugly.
Dismembered and raped,
I no longer know her.

Her blood red,
staining every city.
Her void deep,
destroying our future.

Let her rest,
missed from my core.
May she rise,
like a Phoenix supreme.

I love Hope,
though I miss her each day.
She still lives,
in all that we do.

I smiled today,
I knew it was my Hope,
She came back,
and we can now break free.