Tuesday, May 5, 2015

When The Whole World Hurts

When the Whole World Hurts

When the whole world hurts,
A mother cries.
She sobs brokenly into the
Shoulder of her thirteen-year-old
Son.
She's wounded.
When the whole world hurts,
The halls are full of laughter.
The hollow kind.
Every smile is holding down
A cry.
No one speaks of it.
When the whole world hurts,
Eyes remain downcast for fear of actually
Feeling something
When they look up.
I glance skyward and feel nothing.
When the whole world hurts,
Texts are left unread, shoes untied
And words unsaid.
But hey--at least the birds are chirping.
It is because they do not know.
Oh, the misery...
When the whole world hurts,
Every one of us goes off
Like a grenade,
One after the other,
Destroying everything in our wake.
We didn't know.
We didn't know.

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