TAKING STEPS

On metal steps he lost his life

left the keys in his cherished car

falling backwards struck his head

ascending to yellow council skips.

 

Appearing in the local press

a column and a photograph

a much respected electrician

constantly required, recently retired. 

 

Nobody could work it out

it just seemed so unfair,

but life and death are mysteries

that hide behind a prayer. 

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◄ AN ENDING OF SORTS

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Stephen Gospage

Fri 30th May 2025 08:17

So much will never be explained, Ray. In a world where we expect to 'understand' everything, this is difficult to accept. I think that your poem illustrates this imperfect state of events.

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