Truly a Suffering - Funeral

When I weep on your shoulder

You caress me with the warmest embrace

Tears are not a comfort

But truly a great suffering

Scarring of the soul a reminder of

The bitterness

Gained through the years and years

In despair

What gift pays grieving

But the loss of sadness for a moment

Ignorance of children — admirable

They know not grief

The reminder of sadness

Is still grinding

Still harvesting delight

A fragile bird he cannot fly

Without his wings

You cut them deeply

When you were my God

And Gods always fail you