While the face of pain
Distorts in a grimace of reflection.
As sympathetic well-wishers offer
Comfort and well meant consolation.
Yet, this pain isn't nerve induced
From an injury or sick body part.
It’s been caused by anguish or remorse
And is felt in the soul of your heart.
News of a bereavement that's sudden
Destroys the bridge, you were hoping to rebuild.
Resentment that had eaten your ego
Causing your love and compassion to be killed.
They tell you that time is a healer
But that’s a lie proclaimed by the weak.
Love and forgiveness are your saviour
If it’s harmony and peace that you seek.
Don't wait for news to make you suffer
As it may be the news that you dread.
Be kind and love one another
As you can't make amends with the dead.