Poetry

On another earth
in another place and time
you will again be mine
but while your adult offspring
try to run your life
our marriage lays in shatters
 
and from their birth
they acted as if being divine
but to me they are without spine
and still the birds outside do sing
while all around me there is strive
and to them it does not really matter
 
but on this world you are heartbroken
while everything with meaning is falling apart
and the hurt lays unspoken
as a cruel kind of art
 
that you do not deserve
and to nothing there is any method, reason or rhyme
while the clouds of destruction are gathering
and although we are apart you are still my wife
and your children do gather
 
in their own kind of celebration
while I keep praying to the Lord of creation
to intervene but He is hidden in the shadows,
stays totally unseen and life moves on
and from my life you are gone.