Eighteen years
and he was gonna graduate
the coming year
his smile
said to be
the most beautiful
and all agree
how different it all was
without knowing he’d be gone
the year to come
his family
facing facts
but did they ever accept
his dad
was gathered
who had and will have
the hardest time to take it in?
his mum talked to God
his son was gonna enter
one day
did she ever accept
that day was gonna come soon
or did she always pray
for a little more time
did they ever stop hoping
that they wouldn’t be forced to bury
their son?
and the love of his life
they settled down
although deciding not to marry
she sais he never stopped talking
about their future
and now
every coming day
will put his last breath
further away
we saw each other grow up
and they cannot go back
to ordinary
because he’s not
I wonder when they knew
if they ever believed
that he wasn’t gonna be there
one day
she sais the pain grows bigger
every day
the lost gets more substantial
this town will not ever be the same
because he was gonna live
just like every one of us
until he died
and everyone knew
and it broke us down
the big people
they bleed
and the small people
they bleed
how can we not
after this?
when I saw her walk in
at his hour of commemoration
I never heard pain so load
never seen despair so clear
and his best friends
their eyes were not the same
so tired
and their bodies couldn’t take it
carry them up
how can we keep on living
our lives after this
and still,
how can we not?
when we have what everyone wanted for him
what he wanted most
we have our lives left
and we too
are gonna live
*until we die