Friday, 30 March 2012

A Mother Lost a Son

And it’s shit like this that really hits home
How people are here and then they’re just gone
And raas the little kid was only eight
But destined to an unfortunate fate
But is it he that was unfortunate
Or is it we
‘cause he’s up there with God now sin-free
Yet here we are
Some of us way too old
Walking the Earth and we’re guilty
And all death is the same
‘cause all death brings pain
Maybe not for the deceased but for those left behind
Blood still running through their veins
But the pain of a mother who just lost her son
Is a pain that is one that is second to none
Imagine having to bury your kid
Years before even thinking you did
Sure that God would take you before him
Yet there you are throwing tears on his coffin
Wanting to crawl right in there with him
And the pain inside is like fire in your blood
Running through every part of your body
Making you scream
Wishing it was a dream........

But it ain’t
It’s a nightmare that’s reality
I lived that pain when I lost my Daddy
And I lived that pain when I lost him
In the first instance I was too afraid to sleep
In the second one the screams in my head wouldn’t allow me
Sleep wouldn’t take me
Sleep couldn’t take me
At times I wished Death would take my hand though
And walk with me
Silly old me

All pain is pain
Mine ain’t more important than yours
We’re all equals in this game
It’s just –
Sometimes I wish we didn’t have to feel it
And it’s a weird feeling ‘cause sometimes when you lose it
You miss it
Or maybe inside my mind I’m just deranged
Missing something that hurts so bad
But I guess without the happy you can’t have the sad
I guess without the thorns there ain’t really a rose
And without all the cons you can’t have the pros
It’s another one of those things that you just gotta live with
Until Deaths sweet kiss takes it all away
But until that day comes
All I can really do is raise my head to the light
Put my hands together...

And pray.

(17/03/2012 – In Pakistan
RIP Abdul Ghani)