When tragedy hits so close to home
We sit numbly
Our mind racing, pondering, worrying,
We want to cry, maybe we will
When tragedy hits so unexpectedly
We sit lifelessly for a moment
The sadness overwhelms
We want to cry, maybe we will
When tragedy hits, again
We wonder how we can make it, again
Feeling the weight, pulling us deep
We want to cry, maybe we will
When tragedy hits, we look for hope
We want to hear good news
We want to be strong
We want to cry, maybe we will
When tragedy hits, it's not about us
They are the ones who have so much ahead
So much uncertainty
They want to cry, maybe they will
When tragedy hits, we try to adjust
We try to accept
We look to God for strength
We want to cry, maybe we will
When tragedy hits, all seems so lost
We adjust to survive
We want to be there for them
We want to cry, maybe we will
4 comments:
Beautifully rendered, Wynn.
When tragedy hits,
my friend
there are no set behavioral
rules...
The heart is an emotional
stop watch... in time
it does
what it
needs
to do.
SJ!
One.
Thanks Lin. Today's a struggle but praying for strength for today and hope for tomorrow.
When tragedy hits so unexpectedly
We sit lifelessly for a moment
The sadness overwhelms
We want to cry, maybe we will
The above statement speaks volumes for me.
We just recentely had one of our brothers in blue shot multiple times by his stepson.
ONLY God can comfort something like that.
It was unexpected.
I felt lifeless.
I was sad.
I cried.
Nice Poem.
Love and peace
China
Thank you China. The unexpected is devasting. I was hit with some devastating news this week and from that came this poem. So sorry to hear about the devastion you have gone through as well.
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