Jeanette ponders a wandering,
“Why is the measure of love loss?”
Is it not upon The Cross?
Is it True, Permanent Loss?
Will we meet again
in God’s Heaven
on day number Seven
with our Brethren?
Until Unreality becomes Real
I’ll fathom fully Your absence.
To Your Ghost I’ll remain true
Bonded by Eternal Glue.
I’ve never known a Home.
At times I’ve felt
completely alone
my flesh, Two bones.
My father left me
to survive.
Abba Abandoned Me
to die Alive this time.