Remission

my house is lonely and quiet 

and all its people remiss 

no ones died yet 

but i can feel death persist 

i grieve on the green of my home 

the recliner encompasses me like a dome 

i turn on the lights 

in my home so dim

they illuminate the wrongs and the rights 

and i find beauty within the grim

an intertwined covenant has been created

i fear it will fester into being hated

into ocean tides that suck us away 

to a world where there is no day

——— only night 

where shadows cast a fright

and love is a blight 

and i 

wonder

how am i supposed to live 

when i have nothing left to give?

i 

judge a blunder 

in a world where its best to forgive 

i sit in my green and remain ruminative

as time passes by 

i sit and close my eyes 

there’s nothing left i can do 

but hope life begins anew