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The News...
I walk in the door
a message on the phone
"Call me.." is all it said.
I picked up the phone
knowing the news was bad
but what I got was unexpected
I don't even know if I should be sad.
I sit now
talking with family
wondering if things
are true
How do I handle?
how do I cope?
how do I restore honor
to my families name?
Do I cry?
Do I scream?
Do I reach for
that container of ice cream?
Or do I sit and ponder
wondering why
and siting here now
why can't I cry?
Is the news so shocking
is the news so bad
is the news so demonic
that I can't ever be sad?
I think of the happy times
I think of the sad times
I think of the things
which I can remember.
I wonder
about the news.....
