THE GHOSTS WON'T LEAVE

My body is tired todayand slumpswith the weight of thoughtsof passing timeand friends gone,of watching past generationsdisappear,eroded by years of hard workand tough livingto reach their end of dayswith ailing, aching bodiesin resignationto fates fickle hand.My breath is laboured,weary of its need to fill my lungswith deep sighsthat offer no solaceor redemptionto Sufferances indifferent touch.My heart is heavyand beats to the haunted songsof Melancholiafor the ghostswho were not ready to leave,hungry to hold onto a realitythat is no longer theirs.I see the faces of my ancestorswho toiled this earthand with soil undercracked fingernailswent to their graves screaming.Yes it is a dark story I tell,full of sorrowand yearning,but it is also a day of remembranceof those who passed throughlike dust on an ancient windand lefta little of themselvesgrowing in me.The sadness I feelis not in their parting,for we all must travel that journey,but in not being ableto embrace their ghoststo hear more of their story.

THE GHOSTS WON'T LEAVE

Cosimo Piro

Joined October 2009

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