The Day the World Changed


My brother-he told me-
We knew this day would come
But the birds couldn't sweeten
the day, though they tried-
and the flowers spoke of life
on the day my dad died.

The world became useless
like a house made of cards
and the only light shown
was the love of my family
and the comfort of friends
and my voice echoed loud
in the pit of my soul
that all would be right
that's the way life is
but the air hung so empty
the day my dad died.

Pomp and ceremony
known to kings
every respect known to royals
the people were different
as they watched my dad pass
they were stunned for a moment
and desperate somehow
but we held our heads high
as my dad would have liked
and we pushed back our sorrow
though no one contained
their sadness that day
Everyone knew the world
was a loser
the day my dad died.

July 2003