There doesn't seem to be a break in the loses that we face,
The significant trace of the horizon, the gloom of night, the slow time phase,
There is just too much to bear,
From a lion, a tear, to a bear,
Much has been lost since one changed, emeraged and degenerated over time,
Now, most seems lost but the stillness of memory in our heart,
More loss, less gain, how do I awaken and restart?
I await the call of answer.
In the hearts of many and few, you now live,
In the hearts of the few that have already passed, they hoped and feared for you,
Many choices were made, much sadness, much strife,
Yet still in the few, there remained a heart even in differences,
Indifference stopped you from making what many feel was a lost life,
The pains and gains of your memory, the joy you brought to the younger, the fight in the older,
Knees knocking, kicking ball, riding bike, from sun up to sun down,
So too did many pray and hope held in their eyes.
Now you're gone, no final goodbyes,
No apologies, sadly, many things were left on pause,
The last of the important ones in their hearts hold much pain,
The anger, lacking in bliss, somethings were not undone,
No sealing of wounds and reopening of lips to a smile, only more seemingly unending pain,
Where to go from here,
Where to transcend that hearts can forgive and remain clear,
Peace to those that remain and in grief does my heart still yearn that they learn of a love unsaid,
Unpaid time turns and returns but you've gone, gone to the other lions,
Oh hope, where have you gone?
