For Tygrrr
When they pass
They pass
And all we can do
Is pray
And ponder about
Their souls
And if they have none
Are they covered
By ours
An umbrella against
The torrential furies
Of eternity
That lets us live on
In some other fashion
Or is their existence
What we see and feel
Here on this world
And whether in our efforts
To be kind
Have we done enough
Given love enough
To fill the void
They must face
From here on
Alone?
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