Damnit death
- Barbara Rogers
- Apr 6, 2018
- 1 min read

Why do you come so swiftly
In a short 90 plus years of life
And still it cuts so deeply
Like they happened over night
Why so unfair, and unprepared
You shock us with your sting
Why is it so unexpected
Days and hours crumble in a blink
Plans & arrangements fumbled together
Suddenly life feels so surreal
For everyone this day will come but not one can fathom how it will feel
Why so many questions left unanswered
And stories left untold
Acceptance, transition remains equally difficult no matter young or old
How do we go on without them
What is life this way
How do we live our lives the same when from here they’ve gone away
How drastic it changes our vibrant song
To a mournful weeping cry
The pain won’t last too long they’ll say
With their hopeful encouraging eyes
But the truth is a piece of my joy left with you
Joy born in your sunrise
And on the day that your sunset
That joy escaped me with my cries.
Now there's new joy I hope to have
Full joy some day real soon
And it might not come till a year from now
or just a second, or every blue moon
But Damnit death
You agile one, so quick and spry and ageless
You’re powerless to my memories
Those moments God gave were gracious.
What you took from me was only physically
I ask “Where, O death, is your sting?”
A piece of my Joy now rest in eternity; “where, o death is your victory.”
In memory of Odessa Rolland with prayers for peace to those who had privilege to know her light.
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