Putting on the sackcloth.

my dear friend Charles, has passed away this morning.

frankly, i can’t cry. the wells that hold my tears are void of the one release of this overwhelming emotion within me.

it’s not that we’re bestest friends, but i know him. i knew him. and though it seems we never were close, i felt we were.

lighting up a smile on my face, calling me Akka, comparing our heights… those are the things, OURS, that i would cherish.

a million questions, not a glimpse of the answer.

could i have made a difference? if i had but tarried a little while… maybe i should spend time off my studies, and more with him. would things have been different? what good is an Akka if something like this happened?

and in the back of my mind, Lee Josh…

**Help me understand cos i dun see the picture

why are we in the heat of all of this?

the guilt and grief, the potent torture

deep inside i feel something amiss…

carry me further, so i feel not this pain

of knowing i could be in the wrong

burden n sorrow, they drive me insane

Lord is he where he really belongs?

should he really lie stiff there

or should we expect something new

so suddenly You take- no when or where

help us to adjust and commit to You.

carry us in Your wings i pray, and teach us that somehow, You meant it for good. i trust fully in You.

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