When Comfort Flees

Saddness

What is more important in life

Than the breathe of oxygen

Every day, every second?

I drove passed by and saw 

Crashed car and four bodies

One toddler with her teddy

Life taken too soon

And I watched the wails

The pains, groans

And comfort seems to be 

A luxury that has fled

Author's Note

:-((

Reviews

[barleygirl]

The scene you describe is sufficiently haunting, so it doesn't require added drama, just the simple telling of the details, as you've done here. This is when a writer just needs to trust the message to make the point & it's impactful! Fondly, Margie

[Mirror]

Yes Barley, I still feel the sadness i felt when wrote this poem... it preserves the message. Thank you for the kind review.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Tragedy indeed leaves us bereft of reason and you capture it well in this piece Mirror.

[Mirror]

Yes, John. I felt and still feel terrible for them. I felt like letting it out through a write. thank you for reviewing.