Carrying Crosses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Slowly moving into stations of empty promises, not
lifting eyes to see where they are going.

Saturated in the emptiness of loss, carrying the
crosses of suffering and trials inside their beings
throughout their lives.

Mooning around, lost in a desert of loneliness, not
finding their way through the intense pain of human
suffering or adjustment in family togetherness.

Minus the heartbeat of them all, life falls through
the circumference of their beginnings, instead bringing
them into their endings much to soon in life.

Lost causes forlornly walking earth, not being able to
follow in loved ones footsteps.