Death emotes different feelings…
Intimate, passive, casual…
Wails, silent sobs and perfunctory words…
Not only in relation to the dead
But with over the same ilk, over time.
Yesterday’s death fails to draw out a tear
Yesterdays sacrifice, weighs downy now
Time develops a cataract in our eyes and perceptions
To turn a colossal Statue into a film of sepia,
Into a wafer thin image, then on to a vacuous memory.