B.J. McKee Poems

The world seems a colder place
With only the memory of your face....
So short the time you stayed
Yet so immense the role you played;
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I die because...no one heard...
A single silent pain-filled word.
I die because....those who cared....
Chose not to see the soul I bared.
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Silver handles on a casket of steel
Reflecting sunlight...cold and unreal...
Sinking deep into hallowed ground
As the grief-stricken gather 'round.
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