Our Songs of Loss

We expect only the sound of distances and learn how to sing our songs of loss. We do not remember those songs we used to sing of love and of good times. We no longer do those dances either; dances that told of how life could be good, dances that held out a promise of tomorrow, joyful dances where boy and girl would turn around each other holding hands as though they were dancing each other into a better, brighter, future, dancing into a better world.

These days we only have slow dances; mournful, hesitant, steps that tell only of what is gone, what we have lost. Our songs can only tell of the unreachable distances between where we are now and what once used to be.

Now we only have only the sombre songs and the slow funeral dances. Our words have turn to ash and our homes are cold and barren. We no longer look towards the future and the rising sun with hope and a song we can sing that fills our days with promise. Instead, we can only look back at our sleepless nights and the cold unreachable past and sing these songs of mourning for all we have lost.