Things happen.
You just don’t think they are going to happen
but they do.
A fallen hero
things happen
but then they get better
but sometimes they don’t.
I saw red bold letters
I saw yesterday on replay
I felt the sun shining
I heard clouds on the bay
Flags fell
Wishes made
Prayers barely answered
hope fell into shade
Darkness cast shadows,
against the light of humanity
but breathes of love
in the veins of a global community
roared across oceans
to the place I call home.
Streets lined with cricket bats
wherever I roam.
I didn’t know you
I only knew of you
I feel the pain of losing you
because I feel the grief left by you
Things happen
Nonsensical things happen
and we all keep asking
why did it happen to you?
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Written for Phil Hughes & Cricketing Community. I can’t say I ever followed cricket or know much of the team but what happened last week I felt in my heart just like the rest of the world. It’s just so shocking and I still can’t believe it. I had to write something.
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So beautifully said too. My bat and cap are on my front veranda. Last night I watch England playing a game against Sri Lanka, players wearing black arm bands, signs of condolence and sorrow around the ground. His death has had a profound effect on so many, a young talent taken in the most horribly u imagined way. Thanks for writing this.
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I hope you don’t mind Charlie but I linked my poem for d’verse with yours as you inspired me to write about this. I have to say i felt very numb after hearing the news of Phillip’s death.
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I am honoured that you would. Thanks. It is such a terrible thing… 😦
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