Grief, A Guarantee

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

From birth, we embark on a slow demise,

Some sprint to the finish, others crawl,

Yet rest assured, death’s embrace awaits us all,

Except, perhaps, the politicians, in their rotten guise.

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

Till grief crossed my path, altering my view,

As humans, with empathy’s beating heart,

We mourn our losses, small or vast,

From childhood’s lizard to a loyal canine friend,

And deepest sorrow when kin’s life meets its end.

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

You may button up, lock emotions away,

But within, the longing to grieve will stay,

Your body, your mind, yearn for release,

So let sorrow surge, let healing increase,

Harness grief’s power, let it be your art,

Through music, through creation, rip your soul apart,

Unleash the torrent, let it purge and cleanse,

As your guts spill forth, healing shall commence.

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

For grief, my friend, is but an emotional surge,

A thick response to loss, one must embrace and purge,

No turning inward or outward, don’t let it rage,

Instead, spill it forth, hang it from cathedrals, engage.

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

Disembowel the sorrow, collect the crimson tide,

Slap it on canvas, let art be your guide,

Peel the flesh of anguish, sculpt it into beauty,

For in grief’s embrace, lies life’s challenging duty.

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

Harness its power, let it flow and cascade,

Create from the depths, an emotional escapade,

Grief, the muse that dwells within your soul,

Transforms adversity, making you whole.

I once believed death was life’s sole guarantee,

So, my friend, unleash the artist within,

Let grief be your guide, let the healing begin,

In the realm of creation, find solace and release,

A beautiful journey, where pain finds its peace.

Create a testament to the human spirit, set yourself free