KEYS OF THE KINGDOM
What are we supposed to learn
When our loved-ones become a memory
I only learned heartache, tears & misery
All the pain life likes to inflict & never
skips-a-beat;  but generously doles-out
to all of us, it’s miscreants
I’ve passed-over believing many things
I used to think were so
Since that only only made matters worse
& regrets to fester & grow
For death ends everything & throws away
it’s keys
We’ll never learn to accept this fact, &
it’s hard for us to agree; but that’s the
reality, Kind-Sir, sad as that maybe
— Ray Laccetti