Presence is needed in absence
when death steals away futures
those left behind fill moments together
with words, and touches, and silences
but the mouth has no meaning
only the heart speaks truth
only the eyes express the words of our soul
as our memories melt into puddles
dripping down our faces
in an oasis that is missing the water,
the life no longer amongst us
yet we console, condole or control
but all we say are the wrong things…
– Professor Ez
Saying all the wrong things…
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