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| And Jesus Wept | |
| By LePetomaine | ||||||
| 04 July 2006 | ||||||
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The poem is dedicated to a mother whose son died from a heroin overdose. And Jesus Wept You said you could not weep For to weep was to fall into an endless space To weep was to impose tears on the children The living ones-you said Your first as the poet wrote was deep buried in that silent tomb That place which no vicissitude can find* You could not reach that boyAnd your heart was buried with himYou lost him to a murderous lover Who takes life and spits it in the wind Who promises ‘live today’ and takes away all tomorrows You lost him to the purveyors of death You said you had to smile to stop from weeping You feared if you started you could not stopYou saw him lying thereBreathing shallow, convulsions, coma and death You would have given your life for your first-born But he was leaving you and you could not reach him Your mind was numbed, iced, and barren This must be happening to somebody else “Why does God allow this?” You asked And Jesus Wept* Wordsworth
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