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Grief

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Lives lost

Games played

Risks taken

Show of force

Missiles fired

Human error

Devastation

 

Lives lost

Youthful lives taken away

Children’s lives stolen

Families mourn

 

A single red shoe

A reminder of the passengers onthe plane

The cockpit riddled with shrapnel pieces

Evidence of the missile fired

 

Countrymen on both sides of the Atlantic weep

They light candles

And talk about their friends and family

People who had plans for their lives

 

There is also anger

Anger at incompetence 

A few decisions

Having taken these innocent lives

 

Anger that we still use war

To problem solve

We play with people’s lives

As if they are dispensable 

 

Lives lost

Grief abounds

I don’t think time will heal these wounds

 

September 13th, 2020

Where do hairpins go?

Where do hairpins go?
They seem to disappear into a void!
I think there is a secret place in the house
Where all the things that are seemingly lost
Get together and hang out!

The place is of course unknown to you and me
But it has to exist surely!
Things don’t just disintegrate
At least that’s what science says
So, this secret hideout of all things lost
Must be somewhere in the house!

Hairpins
Pencils
The left earring you lost
The quarter you thought you had
The USB key you can’t find
The numerous socks that leave their partners
Making us wonder what to do
With the one that got left behind
They’re all hiding in this secret place
Grinning form ear to ear
Enjoying the fact that they have made us frustrated
One more time!

Lida Berghuis
Sept. 5th, 2013