Mark Wazzy

Unknown Grief

Unknown Grief
Mark Kelly Wassenaar (AKA Wazzy)

You never expect to know the word grief
Until it comes to you
It comes in, like a thief
Then you take a critical review

Who really knows what grief is
It could be you, or me, or your teddy bear
If only we could see his
Come with me, I’ll give you a dare

All I ask is that you’ll see
What grief does to you and me
Maybe at the end we’ll all agree
That it need not be all for thee

Have you seen death of one or more
Have they been of love or worse
Does it cause a whole body war
Does it put you in a hearse

If all these apply to you
Maybe you know what grief may be
All this time you withdrew
It makes you feel like abductees

If you like, you may join my cause
Get together with your bands
To end all grief within our paws
To clear our enemy from our hands

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010

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Comments about Unknown Grief by Mark Wazzy

  • Mark Wazzy (1/25/2010 1:10:00 PM)

    its all the grief that drove me to it

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  • Adam ReedAdam Reed (1/25/2010 1:07:00 PM)

    is it just me or is it mainly the poets who feel grief.....or is it grief that drives us to be poets?

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