My dream last night My children 11 and 16 now In the dream my son Was 4 again And he was sobbing Uncontrollably Told him to catch his breath Kept ******* air Trying to explain Why he was wronged But only tears came out So I held him Close to my chest And he fit And it subsided And he just let it out Then the smell of them as babies Came upon me How they’d sleep on me My chest How I love being a dad They live with their mom a mile From me But it might as well be a Million And now I’m sobbing uncontrollably ******* air With no one to Tell me it’s going to Be ok... The sadness is so overwhelming this morning
Metal strewn about... Fires of jet fuel reek the air... Intermittent A shoe Seat 12A Tray table Heat from fuel pit Raging Zombies walking about Dazed Survivors Smeared with black Seats 17C & 24B Still strapped in Just torsos & A tie Fuselage Upside down Body part unidentifiable Papers Came down in cornfield Scorched earth Yellow inflatables strewn Crumpled Caved in Inferno Sunlight peeking thru... 5,000 pieces How could anybody survive this?
In the game of love It isn’t who races the fastest To get to you who wins ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, But the one who stays While all the others Leave After the race Is over...