Whenever It Decides The Moment To Arrive Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It may appear,
That another's suffering and pain...
Is theirs alone to endure.

It may appear like that,
To those viewing it...
From distances believed,
Protected and safe as they sit!

And it may take years,
For what on the 'outside' to come,
And appear before those with indifferences.
But it comes unexpectedly.
Without warning.
Announcements.
Or an acceptance proclaimed with cheers.

Leaving those with indifferences regretting.
But inflicted with a grief,
That offers to them no relief.
Or a quick sedation to assist the speed of forgetting.
When a pain comes to maintain a sustained visit...
It comes,
Whenever it decides the moment to arrive!
Especially to those,
Who are without empathy.
Whether felt or not!
Or chosen to keep hidden inside!

That,
Someday...
Will be addressed.