December Lilies

That day that crushed our kin.

Is it punishment for the faithful or the ones in sin?

I see the burden bear down the bones,

Multiple calls on our telephones.

Help offered, but where are answers?

It didn't hit me until I held the one I look up to the most in my arms.

For once I ran to when I wept,

And now I had to return the favor.

No tears from me but feelings of sorrow.

Crushing anxiety and regret.

"Why did you do this to them? Why must they burn and I be free?"

I regret not being a better brother

I regret not being a better son

I regret living life so selfishly

Caught up in my own world.

If that day comes when they leave this pain,

If I carry their caskets through blistering rain,

If they are buried beneath black and white

If their tombstones reflect the grace of the night

I swear they won't fade to grey

Uncertainty plagues my heart

As this bitter world has plagued theirs,

But I see beauty in dark places,

Joy in the negative spaces,

There's is victory and defeat no matter the outcome.

The past is burned in our flesh but I swear the sun will heal tomorrow.

I swear they won't fade to grey

-D.S.