Father
It was a surprise attack
No, it was a sneak attack
Damn those heart attacks
I never said goodbye
I was a teenager
Father was a salesman
His last day he worried about the numbers
The next day he was and worried no more
I never said goodbye
I remember him in bits and pieces
Like a box of popcorn
The only memories are the bits and pieces left on your shirt
I never said goodbye
Mother
Her way to exit
Was no surprise attack
Cancer
Cancer, like a cat, plays with you
The game had several rounds
Lasted years
We said goodbye
In that final hour I stroked her leg
I felt like a seven year old
Holding on to her dress
Don’t lose me Mom
We said goodbye
Father and Mother
Mother’s long goodbye
Father’s quick exit
I realize now
Life is one long goodbye
Final words
Are in the living
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Pieter's Poetry and Images 
Names
Names
Give them names
The hungry, the homeless, the beaten
Give them names
The dissenters, migrants and war weary mothers
Josh
Mohammed
Jessica
Jose
Yolanda
Give them names
The jobless, the jailed, the fanatics
Give them names
The orphans, the dying, the poor
Carol
Mark
Yusuf
Susanne
Teresa
Give them support
a home, dignity, work
Give them a reason
Share your humanity, your voice, your talents
Jesse
Rebecca
Hans
Nora
Dominic
Give them your vote
Your activism, your government
Give them peace
Oppose wars, discrimination and greed
Mia
Elijah
Leah
Jake
Samantha
Give them a name
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