Shawn L. Bird

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Poem: You’re Dead (pt. 2) May 5, 2013

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:25 pm
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You’re dead.

My head

a   kharmic  muddle

I mull upon

morality,

your despair,

a pall

wrapped ’round

mortality.

You’re dead.

.
(Still trying to wrap my head around the murder/suicide last week of a kid I knew and worried about).
 

14 Responses to “Poem: You’re Dead (pt. 2)”

  1. Rich Devlin Says:
    May 5, 2013 at 2:02 pm

    The Irish poet, John O’Donahue, wrote a poem for friends and family of a suicide that can be found in his book “Bless the Space Between Us”. You may find some solace in his beautiful words. It is so hard to put one’s head around such pain. Having with someone who suffered from severe depression I feel for both you and the young man. So tragic. At least he is at peace now. It is the people who are left behind who must live with the legacy of wondering how it could have been averted. Blessings to you.

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  2. pearlz Says:
    May 5, 2013 at 3:44 pm

    That is so sad, we had some suicides in this rural area too, and it is something to try and fathom – how can we stop this happening. Beyond Blue in Australia does a lot work in this field.

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    • Shawn Bird Says:
      May 5, 2013 at 10:09 pm

      It’s so sad when people feel death (someone else’s and their own) is the solution to anything. Especially intelligent people, who had a world of awesome potential ahead of them.

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      • pearlz Says:
        May 6, 2013 at 12:13 am

        What does research tell us, what do families tell us, they have been having some massive forums on this in Australia.

      • Shawn Bird Says:
        May 6, 2013 at 1:14 am

        What I know from Restitution training: All behaviour is purposeful. There is a perceived benefit from the action, or it is not done. I hope they will reveal what is learned from the forensics of this particular case, because it’s awful to think this kid with so much potential slipped through the cracks, and no one recognized he was this desperate, just because he dressed well and was courteous to those in authority.

      • pearlz Says:
        May 7, 2013 at 8:58 pm

        the inner life can be a mystery and conceal lots of complications.

      • Shawn Bird Says:
        May 7, 2013 at 9:25 pm

        Indeed. “Still waters run deep” as they say.

  3. carolinecarryson Says:
    May 5, 2013 at 9:21 pm

    Turmoil is what’s left behind isn’t it

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  4. jannatwrites Says:
    May 5, 2013 at 9:52 pm

    Beautiful, heart-felt poem. It’s a tragedy when a young life is lost unnecessarily. I hope writing of it will help you cope with what happened.

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  5. Geo Sans Says:
    May 5, 2013 at 10:18 pm

    unnecessary

    deaths

    are never understandable

    ~

    I’m sorry

    to hear of these deaths

    ~

    I hope your feelings

    find some peace

    over this senseless tragedy

    Reply

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