Saturday, September 8, 2012

The ancient cry:

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life
And thou no life at all? 
     --King Lear, V.3.354-55.

O my darling,
you could not wait for one more dawn?

You could not give the Creator
one more chance
to paint the sky
to make the day
less painful?

The news came last night: their 14-year-old daughter took her own life at home early Thursday morning while the family was sleeping.

The child's mother and aunt both elders at my church.

The child under treatment for depression and suicidal thoughts.

In September, the time of return to school and pressure and peer groups.

Fourteen years and she cuts the slender shoot of her life.  I who am greedy for years cannot fathom it.

How do you argue with suicide?

How do you not?

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