DON'T FORGET TO SEEK THE LIGHT

DON'T FORGET TO SEEK THE LIGHT

A POEM FOR  THE DEPARTED

When you're lost into the night,

Don't forget to seek the light,

When you find us out of sight,

Don't despair, we are alright

Since the night of New Year's Eve,

A sense of dread would never leave,

No matter how much, how much we grieve,

A loved one's life we can't retrieve

Wish we all a better part,

Cherish them right from the start,

Though we are a world apart,

Will always be within our hearts

So when you're lost into the night,

We pray the angels give you sight,

Do not forget to seek the light,

Don't despair, we are all alright...

Fate, bad luck, God's wrath, you name it - having anymore misfortune while remembering the dead is a real bummer. 

Two days before the day of the dead, I saw the girl I like in the arms of another man.

Were they dating? Was he courting? Doesn't matter. The feeling is all too familiar.

Butterflies inside the stomach.

A day before the day of the dead, I was in trouble with the authorities. I manned up, owned my mistakes, but I felt I was done nasty by the law - had to cough up cash in a time when I needed them most. It felt unfair. It was a doozy, my head was spinning and I was shrinking inside like a blackhole.

More butterflies in the stomach. 

One more misfortune and I would be down on my knees cursing the heavens...

Then came the day of remembering the departed. I needed a catharsis to express my emotions or I'd go insane. It was then that the thought came to me -

If my Dad (who's been dead for almost a year) hears all of my troubles, he'd be (a little bit) worried. And that... the mere thought of it is making me really upset... 

And that is when I made this poem. In spite the misfortunes, I want my father to rest in peace in the afterlife. I wanted to tell my father "No worries, I am okay in the living world".

When I visited my father's grave, I had already completed the poem, and dedicated it to my father, to Dad, wherever he is. And as long as I keep him in my memories, no matter how painful the living world could be, I will always keep on telling him that all is well here. And that we will always be alright...