It's not fair

by Rodney Kirby   Sep 2, 2008

I tell myself it's not fair, as I stare at his name,
Not able to say goodbye, I peer through the curtains of shame.
I sit in a corner and scream to myself everyday till I cry,
I'm angry with everyone, I just want to know why.
Was I bad, did I do wrong, this was my one true thing,
My heart froze in time when I heard the doorbell ring.
When the name rolled off his tongue, I heard a noise in my head,
I couldn't tell if this was real, did he say my husband was dead?
Everything I have known is now gone, how am I supposed to understand,
I will not believe, nor will god convince me that this was part of his plan.
These days now I walk a lonely road, only thinking of Jim,
I might walk it forever; no one can fill my void but him.
I stared in disgust, how could this flag replace,
All I'm left with is a memory, a picture, and a face


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  • 11 years ago

    by ShyandHurt

    That really made me stop and think. How incredible you worded this poem. So...sad to make you want to stop reading but at the same time you can't stop reading. Astounding word choice and slow. Brilliant.

  • 12 years ago

    by Deana

    A wonderful write,the shock,the sadness,everything comes through with your words. Reaches the heart!

  • 12 years ago

    by Rodney Kirby


  • 12 years ago

    by Crystal Rose Blooming

    I am so impressed with this poem. You know it touched my heart on every level. You did such a good job relaying the feeling of anyone that has lost a love one to war. You feel our hearts and for that I thank you from all of us that are in pain.
    This was written with love, respect and with heart. Thanks again . It will be treasured .
    A wonderful write.