A thousand times more devastating
Than remembrances of death,
No solace now, or future hope.
It is frozen rain on the face of a man
Traveling miles through a storm.
No sense comes of numbness
Overcoming the body or the mind.
Empty prayers fall silent
When memory fades those tears
That mix with the wind and melt the rain.
Frozen rain on insensitive cheeks
That no longer care,
But must move on.