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 May 2013 Wolfgang Blacke
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How do you explain

to your children that the

horrors of the world are real?

How will I tell my son, We

found a place you can call home but

your bus might not make it to school.

Do not look too Jewish in this part of town

Do not play in the train station

Do not get used

to the weight

of a machine gun.

Or look my

daughter in the eye and say, someday

you might say “no” and someone stronger than you might

not listen

You will not tell me

Know that this happens a lot

Know that your wrists pinned against a

backboard will

echo in the way you move your hands

for as long as you let it

But

human hands aren’t as heavy as metal shackles

And I’m so sorry

but I won’t be able to

take the weight for you

You’ll wake up in the morning

That I can promise you

You’ll wake up

and your lungs will fill with air

whether you tell them to or not.

One day

I will hold someone

small, with my face

and they’ll cry and I’ll say,

*I know.

I know you’re tied with little yarn strings to the last life

I know it hurts to be here and

(honestly)

you’re never going back

But

the older you get the less you’ll remember

what it was like

before you had a body

when you were made of ash and infinite light

You’ll convince yourself you live here and

that your hands are you,

But remember that once you were boundless

Inside my body, without yours.
You lay there
with bed head hair
and
morning breath...

Dried drool on your lower lip

the remnants
of last nights take away

still present in your teeth

and all I can think
Is

how beautiful you are and how much I love you
FOR YOU
        What if your last day on Earth, God-forbid, fell upon today?
Would you leave this world content, with nothing left to say?
What if you were the one, my friend,
left behind at my life’s end?
Would your heart be broken?
Forever lost without your friend?
You will never comprehend  how greatly I’ve admired,
The way you look at me sometimes,
as if I’m all you have desired,
we've always known each other
we have seen good times and bad.
You have to know these years with you,
are the greatest years I’ve had.
Please don’t disregard the words,  
I try and prove each day,
I love you baby,
madly…
you take my breath away.
  Heidi Shavill
2013
To my Everything and More
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