A Burden too Heavy for a Human is Grief
The only way to nail your demon to Golgotha
without resurrecting is to have a friend close,
to bear your burden with you. No complaints.
No fears. I felt grief is too heavy for you alone.
And I sacrificed my body for you; whichever way,
I’m with you because what we fight is no human.
No bodies. No spirit. Just a haunting look
in the dark. This way, I understand what it means
to be a fragment of something bigger than the world.
Do not say I’m too young to be here in spirit.
There’s a way spirits hold themselves together.
Hold hands with me. Close your eyes and hum a song.
Or Rest on me. Listen to what the angels are singing,
a song which you’ve never heard before.
‘Don’t you know how precious you are to us?
Stay alive with us. There are so many years unfought. ‘