People die

And people cry

But is it a lie

As I wonder why

They didn’t even try

To say even the least a goodbye

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I wrote this poem when witnessing someone a few years ago who was going though the loss of a loved one. I looked upon them and examined the contrast of this person who was in a deep pain and hurting, whom’s actions showed it plainly, while also looking at others in their own family, who also lost this same person, and they too appeared to be in the same pain. However as I got closer to the others, or looked at their actions as death approached and after, their actions didn’t match. So I wrote this poem to ask myself, were their emotions a lie? Or did I just not understand death enough being so young and disconnected from the typical emotional person?

Either way, the act of making sure to say goodbye as thoroughly as possible to those I love and care about when the time comes, became written in pen on my heart.