A Symphony of Death.

First thing yesterday:

news of death
from a land far away
came across
on the radio-waves

death in a mosque
resonates with a
personal death here,
closer to home.

every death resonates
with another.

a symphony of death.

the day was in tune:
raw
cold
bleak
gloomy

a total slog.


the day seemed like
just another mourner
standing at the grave.

yes. it was that kind of day.