When Death comes knocking
Time stands still.
There is no forward or backward
Just deafening silence.
Shock, disbelief, and sorrow
Paint the landscape black.
Paralytic surrealism
Escorts the grieving.
Hearts breaking, aching
Seeking rational sense
Of something unimaginable
Eviscerating the soul.
Comfort remains elusive
Solace cannot be found
Tears are the companions
For the weeping bereft.
No where to hide
No where to run
No where to go
No where to be.
Life continues unaffected
By Death's cruel blow
Mourners watch helplessly
While life stands still.
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