Do You Still Think You Know How They Feel

Do you still think you know how they feel? Once again these are vivid images that they will never forget.

Just a few days ago they were playing in their rooms, but not many days later  they  lying in a casket and put on display in a lonely room. These are images that a parent never forgets, of people taking pictures of their deceased child as he or she lay dressed up in a room.
These are the images, the image in their minds,of being at their child’s  funeral(s) someone will  stand begin  saying  nice words about the life of their child. The heavy burden that creeps in as the funeral service came to an end. This is where my heart is moved with compassion, as the parent watch their child being loaded into a Hurst; to take  their final ride. These are are the images, the images,in their minds. The horrible reality that is about to intensify  the tears and finality  of the day is here, as they follow the funeral procession that will be  their child’s final ride.
To the people that say “I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL”,maybe they will get a chance to rethink the commits they made,when they realize that they have no idea about how you feel. May you find peace with the memories, that has been forced upon you.  I know they  are stored in the memory banks of your mind? The saddest thing of all is not many days before these young people were safe in the four corners of their room. But now these parents must witness their child being lowered into the the ground, into the four corners of a tomb. The memories of their child being lowered into the ground will always be in the memories bank of their mind.
This is an original poem by
Author
Kirk Clark Sr.
Copyright 02-24-16