A Prayer In Defiance Of Grief
Poem By Mike Finley
How can you kill what cannot be killed?
Why weep for those who have been taken?
Why furnish ammunition to the enemy
Who hammers jewels from your tears?
Who am I to say, 'This is the end! '
When I am the world's ignoramus.
I can't outsmart the market
But I second-guess my God?
I have made a list of every known sadness
And set it ablaze on a paper plate.
Let others twist their hankies at night.
I am free of all that forever.