Every tear you shed for the dead you love

Reminds them of the earth people who love them
And the dead are now confused

To go or not to go
To finally leave and be full-fledged souls to the other world

Every tear confuses them
And you are so cruel, you shed so many tears

Enough for the dead to be restless and crazy,
Please stop crying, let the dead go, we just buried them.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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