Poetry

Suicidal 

Suicidal 

a Poem by Raquel Swann

Dedicated to Chris Cornell & Others Before Him

You bang your gavel 

As the Judge, Jury. Executioner

You scoff at what you can’t 

Comprehend. 

Have you ever wandered alone 

In the Abyss 

Bereft of sunlight

As charred clouds hovered 

Overhead for days, 

Months, 

Years, 

Decades. 

Call them cowards

If you dare

Sometimes the pain 

Is too great

Point no fingers

Mind your tongue 

And open your ears 

To those who seem lost 

In the wilderness. 

Perhaps we can bring them 

Home before it’s too late. 

 

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