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Why God? ode to my grandmother, Claire
And so it began...
November, 1968
hard to remember
harder to forget
A sheet of ice
a blanket of snow
a last kiss good night
who was to know
A wind so brutal, howled its distress
ominous skies gathered in mourning
cold winter dusk, prepared to bear witness
to a foregone conclusion, an unheeded warning
Thus for my grandmother's life
was the last scene set
here one moment
gone the next
And so it happened...
The camper blew over
walls wrenched apart
glass shattered
blood splattered
life came to an end
But for a twist of fate, it would have been me
if only I had napped in my grandmothers place ...
a sleep for a few moments was it meant to be,
not as it ended…in eternity
The murderer was not human
neither was it the ice or wind
though the woman who was driving
would rightly blame her own hand
The thief turned out to be
naught but a simple piece of machinery,
which in more peaceful times served us well
only on this day, it served up hell
Indifferent it was
to the life it stole
to the pain it caused
to the havoc it wrecked
it just was
There could be no justice gained
nor retribution sought
for an assault so devastating
and the effects it wrought
How many futures were diverted
lives forever altered
in the space of but a few moments
when harmony was halted
And so it unfurled...
A child of seven
dumbstruck, dazed and scared
I awoke on the road
and just stood and stared
Only a few minutes before
my grandma and I lay sleeping
curled in each other's arms
no notion of future weeping
Suddenly the next thing I knew
surrounded by mass destruction
I found myself alone, as the snow around me blew
wondering why it was I had only one shoe on
Such a bizarre thing to think
at a time like that
when I suddenly glanced over
never to look back
And so it ended...
A moment frozen in time
an image
forever emblazoned
in my mind
Into the onslaught of the wind
I stood screaming over and again
NO! NO! it can't be true!
and yet my eyes only confirmed
what my heart already knew
A broken doll
an icy road
an unheeded warning
took its toll
Winds unfurled their fury
as my grandmother could naught but lay
dying eyes, face etched with worry
as out of her mouth blood slowly dripped away
A heap of rubble was her funeral pyre
displacing the berth where just moments before we lay
snow enveloping was her fire
off which was sparked her final day
Knowing eyes turned towards me
speaking volumes they implored helplessly
once creased with laughter, these eyes could now only say
"oh why God must my grandchild watch nome die this way?"
November, 1968
hard to remember
harder to forget
A sheet of ice
a blanket of snow
a last kiss good night
who was to know
A wind so brutal, howled its distress
ominous skies gathered in mourning
cold winter dusk, prepared to bear witness
to a foregone conclusion, an unheeded warning
Thus for my grandmother's life
was the last scene set
here one moment
gone the next
And so it happened...
The camper blew over
walls wrenched apart
glass shattered
blood splattered
life came to an end
But for a twist of fate, it would have been me
if only I had napped in my grandmothers place ...
a sleep for a few moments was it meant to be,
not as it ended…in eternity
The murderer was not human
neither was it the ice or wind
though the woman who was driving
would rightly blame her own hand
The thief turned out to be
naught but a simple piece of machinery,
which in more peaceful times served us well
only on this day, it served up hell
Indifferent it was
to the life it stole
to the pain it caused
to the havoc it wrecked
it just was
There could be no justice gained
nor retribution sought
for an assault so devastating
and the effects it wrought
How many futures were diverted
lives forever altered
in the space of but a few moments
when harmony was halted
And so it unfurled...
A child of seven
dumbstruck, dazed and scared
I awoke on the road
and just stood and stared
Only a few minutes before
my grandma and I lay sleeping
curled in each other's arms
no notion of future weeping
Suddenly the next thing I knew
surrounded by mass destruction
I found myself alone, as the snow around me blew
wondering why it was I had only one shoe on
Such a bizarre thing to think
at a time like that
when I suddenly glanced over
never to look back
And so it ended...
A moment frozen in time
an image
forever emblazoned
in my mind
Into the onslaught of the wind
I stood screaming over and again
NO! NO! it can't be true!
and yet my eyes only confirmed
what my heart already knew
A broken doll
an icy road
an unheeded warning
took its toll
Winds unfurled their fury
as my grandmother could naught but lay
dying eyes, face etched with worry
as out of her mouth blood slowly dripped away
A heap of rubble was her funeral pyre
displacing the berth where just moments before we lay
snow enveloping was her fire
off which was sparked her final day
Knowing eyes turned towards me
speaking volumes they implored helplessly
once creased with laughter, these eyes could now only say
"oh why God must my grandchild watch nome die this way?"
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Why God? ode to my grandmother, Claire
Why God? ode to my grandmother, Claire
