Dave Hughes: No Title

No, I won’t

    hear him crying,

    as his wife of seventy lays dying.

No, I can’t

    face their silly fears

    as I wipe away their silly tears.

No, I couldn’t

     know the smell of death

     of someone left alone with their last breath.

No, I didn’t

    see her eyes so full of pain

    as she steeled herself in vain….

I really wish I hadn’t

    heard him crying,

    as his wife of seventy lay dying.

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