By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/@GeeGranny on Twitter
Photo is of me after Tommy, my only child died. This is one of
the faces of grief ... I looked like Hell ... I was in Hell ... let your
child die ... you will know what I mean.
Be kind to people when
they are in grief, pain ... they will remember you when they 'snap'
back to being themselves. I am remembering things ... now. Did
you think I didn't feel, hear you when grieving? I didn't forget ...
I'll be watching, listening, waiting to see when in your life how you
handle the things that have happened to me. The only difference is
that my damn Heart will feel compassion where you never did.
You sigh with relief, thank God
Thank God I'm not her
She lost her child, think ... I have mine
Some of you go smugly your way
Thinking you need never worry
You won't lose your child ... never
You fool yourself each time you do
Never knowing how fragile life is
You take for granted everything
You've never lost your child
Never lost your home, belongings
All your family due to death
You've never suffered ill health
Almost die more times than one
You know only happiness ... no tears
I am glad for you ... wish that for all
It's the way it should be ... I guess
Wonder why sometimes, it wasn't for me
I don't think I've been that bad in life
But then again ... maybe I have
Didn't know it but, somehow was
I know really bad people
Life is good for them ... only good comes their way
So, I don't think it's whether one's good or bad
Why? Because even Santa Claus comes to see
Mean kids as well as good
They don't miss out on getting a thing
Look at how the rich and famous live
Most of them don't get there without being bad
Mistreating others ... doing wrong
How happy they are in their world
Never losing all ... nor lose a child
I've often thought about this
Should I have been bad ... instead of good
God knows I started down that path
Would I have it all now, have my child?
We'll never know because I chose to be good
Almost seduced into the world of have-all
I wonder could I have lived with myself?
I don't think so ... I don't think I'd have my child either
That's not what determines when a loved one goes
Then again ... sometimes, it is depending on circumstances
We all control our destinies ... that's true to a certain point
What's sad is that we don't get that second chance
We make decisions hoping they're the right ones
Only down the road we find we shouldn't have
We can't go back ... that bridge is burned
You have to go forward hoping to find the door
The door that opens to what we want
In life ... sometimes, we open the wrong ones
By mistakes ... how can we know when we guess?
The doors you closed to me will one day lock you out
So you can feel how it feels for someone to do you that way
You deserve it ... you know
Don't dish it out if you can't take it
Give medicine ... get your medicine too
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you
Think about what you do when you make a decision
If it'll hurt someone, close a door in their face
Because one way or other ... it'll happen back to you
You deserve it ... you know
To see how it feels when you dish Hell on others
You made your bed ... hope someone has compassion for you
You'll certainly see what Hell feels like one day
When you die ... go that way
Just hope someone has compassion for you
Note by this Author:
Just thinking, writing ... don't ask me why this poem ... it's just the way it is.
Poem/photos owned/written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
You are so right! There is no reason why people can't have compassion for others. I have always heard that what goes around, comes around. I don't wish anything bad on anyone. That is not me! I never wish any kind of pain on anyone at all. Love, Ms. Nancy
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