OMG! Thanks to my brother Lynn I started hunting through my box of old shit from back in the day. I found many things that cracked me up but found this pertinent to here and now. It was a poem I wrote for a class assignment on May 4, 1992. Almost a year after my brother died. The May 4th is my hubbies B-day. It wasn't titled so anybody can give me suggestions. :) I was like 15 so give me a break if it is sucky. But I definitely had to share.
When the door bell rings
We must open the door
Whatever is waiting
Has rung the bell before
This time Death
Has stopped on the porch
Behind is a tunnel
At the end, a torch
Blinded by frustration
As death comes and goes
Why it picked your house
No one really knows
When the door is shut
And the locks all bolted
A stranger now gone
But the house-hold jolted.
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