Angelo

The night when you left us

I knelt by your side

Crying my heart out

Like a poor little child

It came running through me

The good and the bad

But most of it

All that we never had

They came for your body

And asked for my name

Told ‘em I’m leaving

The very next day

They put your belongings

In small plastic bags

With more of you in them

Than I’d ever had

Sang from the mountain

Bathed in the fountain

But never broke the chains

All conversation

Lost in translation

Nothing but pain remains

The eyes of my daughter

Looking at me

Are making me realize

What you couldn’t see

I can’t understand

How anyone

Would choose to miss out

On the gift of a son

Breathing in water

Given no quarter

Nothingness everywhere

Painted in ridges

Burnt all the bridges

Still wishin’ you were here