Cry

Leo Wim Cornel

Often I cry
I have to let loose
I do’t want to die
Am I a silly goose
Still it is very real
How I feel
For me no big deal
My children
Can’t be with me
So cruel hard
A pin in my heart
I am not dead
But killed allready
As if,
Walking death !

Impassible to bare
Leading to where ?

Death is calling
I am not answering
I stay put
Silently I cry
Heavens name: Why ?

I will not die
Not just yet