Grief, Morrow Poem by Didith Marcelo

Weeping and wailing
I think is best for those who
did not listen.

Oh, how poor to see you
in the midst of fain

Everybody is celebrating
While you felt you've cast out
And no one's seems to care
What have you done?

Stop crying now
It's not the time for lamenting
Come on, arise
drink and eat
Morrow is another day
leave the moment of sorrow now

Come, come
we're about to announce the truth.
I want you to hear the victory
and save it this day
and tomorrow go and wear a sackcloth
sprinkle some ashes on your head
repent and be a relief.