One sets out to craft a better world. In their own little corner, but the most surprising things can trip them up and remind one, how interconnected the wiring of a human being is.
It is annoying when a computer says that after trying to load updates.
But when the brain trips
Like a breaker
The lights go out
Powers down
The mind resets the breaker
Clicks back on
Like an old XT the computer that is a brain boots back up
But the updates cannot load
The brain cannot continue to run like a tablet or Windows 10
Updates do not compute
Leave the mind
A washed with a backlog of old information — pain.
Not adjusted
Not healed
All the pain
Grief
Tears
Relived
The flashes become
Real
Those who died in arms
Under bridges
Out in the cold
On the mat on the floor
Choosing death over life
Old paths over hope
Watching you drown in a hospital bed
Hearing it will be alright
Drowned out
By the tumours tearing another’s brain apart
Racked with physical pain of my own
Stepping out
Doing the work
Clicking of a gun of one who stalks you
Saving a child
Drawing the line
In the sand
No more evil on this block
For this person
Shoring up the choice of new life
Is lost
Through another Funeral Mass
Praying last rites
And shoring up eternal hope
Not sure
Others wanting you to intervene
As you respect the will of choice
Regardless of the relation
Choice of death, over life
Or Life lived well over torturous times
The reboot happened
The brain flicked back on
Another life lost
The shadows tear apart
Those that walked out to the light
Only leave you
With those that you failed
Could not save you.
Could not come to peace
At home.
I am sorry…
I failed…
I could not save you
Or lay the pathway out.