Poem by Suraj Shah. Inspired by greatness.
A young man lost his father. It hurts too much.
Recently married with a demanding new life.
With his father now gone, he blamed his wife.
It hurt so much that he started to drink.
It hurt so much that he had not paused to think.
The damage he was doing to his family and job.
Emotions overflowing, like the tea on the hob.
A young man lost his father. It hurts too much.
His lonely mum is at her home, so alone, so alone.
Missing both her husband and her son, so so alone.
His wife struggling with the baby, alone, so alone.
Lack of presence is draining, right down to the bone.
His wife and child need him, to wake up to right now.
Face up to the facts of life and no more “why?” or “how?”
A young man lost his father. It hurts too much.
One fine day it hit him, threw him out of his miserly state.
Cured him of his sorrow, his frustrations and all his hate.
Happiness he foolishly had placed, on what remains no more.
The momentary nature of the our world, the closing of a door.
Within that thought helped this man throw sorrow in the bin.
True happiness lies not out there, but is simply from within.
A young man lost his father. It no longer hurts so much.