Not all can be written in words.
Some things cannot be spoken at all.
The feeling is too deep, too wide,
too vast, too small.

Tell me about loss that contains
a whole world.

Tell me about pain that’s nation wide.

Tell me about sorrow that’s an
eternal flame.

Tell me about anger that’s kept
in a cage.

Let me search for words and find
enough to sit around the wounds
that you still hold.

And if these be too few let
me sit with you still and find in
silence and ashes all we feel.

 

21/9/2022