Epitaph for the girls

I’d forgotten heavens keep their doors open
all year round – heavens keep their doors open
and you hadn’t thought to knock on those doors so soon
you knocked on the heavens doors… you needn’t , yet–
heavens knew who you were
they saw your mum and dad, sister and brother-
heartbroken
you look down – you don’t know what you’re doing up there
your flatmates look up at you in tears
they can’t see you – their hearts and tears tell your story
their hearts and tears tell your story to the heavens…
your sister and mother let their tears become a sip
they needn’t get a grip, they needn’t a grip
What is it that they’ve been told to be strong?
What is this dark aura hanging on those fathers’ faces?
Why do those men just look, and that tear - forgetting
That those are men’s eyes?
Shall I start crying my heart out for my heart’s no longer here…

 

Perparim 22/05/2012