in memory

[Cabal]

My cousin died late last night, he was almost 30. He suffered from a
lifetime of cerebral palsy which kept him from walking, sitting, or growing
properly, he suffered through a brain tumor and a lifetime of not being able
to care for himself in almost anyway, a perfectly good mind stuck in a
broken body. 

 

In memory of Dennis Michael Eck Jr.

 

There is always light;

whether it is the pin-prick star

in the inky cloak of night

or the white fire of day

blinding our site,

 

we are alight.

 

There is always light;

when hope abandons our lives

and fades quickly from sight

when we cannot see tomorrow 

without a fight,

 

we are alight.

 

There is only peace;

when the war rages inside

and the pain will not cease,

when no measure of comfort

shall ever appease,

 

we will see.

 

There is only this;

a moment of joy in a lifetime

from a single gift,

and a moment of pain

when we are no longer with,

 

and we will miss.

 

There is the dawn,

to call the day forth

when we cannot go on,

and the day is not an option

for each one is too long,

 

we will be strong.

 

There is the day,

each one forth to be

taking some measure of pain,

and holding it at bay

though it will erupt again,

 

we will seize the day.

 

There is the night,

when rest comes from exhaustion

and a struggle ignites

to arise and move on

for each day is a fight,

 

we will fight.

 

There is hope,

from the gift a lifetime

to forever behold

and to remember each day

that which we can hold,

 

we have hope.

 

There is goodbye;

we can only hold on so tightly

to that which must fly

but always in the heart

and the mind

 

we say goodbye.

  

 



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