Teamwork - Kind of

My oldest son worked on his death poems and got them finished just in time. I wanted to share what we came up with. He had to have art work with his poems so I've included what he picked as well.

The Sound of Life

Thump, pause, thump

Thump, pause, da thump, pause

Pause, thump, silence.

Thief

Death has come to me like a thief in the night,

He gave no warning, but left his calling card.

As I slept in blissful slumber, death stole by dreams,
He snuck in and snuck out taking the sunrise with him.

Death has made a mockery of love, what should have been forever,

He has now made eternally his and I am left alone.

Everybody Hurts

Pain.

Everybody knows.

Your heart aches

as though the hand

of God has closed around

You and breathing which once was

Second nature has become the hardest thing

to do, you’ve lost all feelings except one,

the pain that seems to fill your

entire body, your bones feel

it, your skin is

crawling with it.

Everybody knows.

Pain.

Suffocating

Bullets flying by, orders being yelled

-Move, move, cover your right!

I watch in disbelief as a car explodes

I can’t breathe, I can’t move.

My hands are tingling; my eyes are filled with tears.

I looked to my left to speak to Joe,

But only part of him has been left behind.

I can’t breathe, I can’t move.

All around me the sounds are dying out,

The colors of the flames and the blood

are muting into gray and black.

I can’t breathe, I can’t move.

Seven Lives

If I can get a redo on this life,

If when I die I can come back to you and do this all again

I will.

If there is more for me to learn and

If I must come back

I will.

If has become the now

If wouldn’t wait for you but

I will.