Grandfather

His grandfather died

An ox, he was, they said

His mother

Alone in China (a country of millions)

Hurtled abuse

Through the screen

In the form of criticisms

About his face

And its lack of expression

The loss of someone you love

Hurts

Especially when you’ve been divided

By continents and years

Guilt

A wasted emotion

Becomes a force

That’ll knock you

Flat

Any chance it gets

Don’t let your guard down

Or you’re done for.

Rainbow Life

Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown

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