Another Sunset Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Saving ethics of medicine as people all around die in their sleep.
Otherwise healthy people find themselves on shores of another
sunset far away from life's beginnings.
Relaxing and realizing the surface of truth as it exists under
canopies of shade.
Hiding under darkened corners, wanting to talk, but don't know how
to begin.
Stranded on an empty island, alone, left there by a best friend,
no longer wanting anything to do with me.
Why I don't know.