Black Ribbon

Life’s rippling waters shallowed to still
An eerie break in the calming monotony
What once was here is now no more
A pause… silence… gone

No more to dream on moonless nights
No more to live as death inexistent
A picturesque existence now gone as tide
A returning shore not in sight

Black and white, chilling sorrow
A formality for closure and tears
Toss the flower, close the casket
Parting words are lost

The ribbon on your shoulder
A trinket for a memory
Is this to remind or represent
A mourning ritual deeper still

Would you do it all again?
Was life worth dying for?
Was death worth living for?
The ribbon fades

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