how does a nation grieve?
my grief is real. but grief can start to feel unreal or contrived
I do not want to grieve in an organised way.
I do not want to attend a memorial service where we must furnish 7 names
I do not want to attend a parliament sitting where we must furnish 1 name
I want to pay my respects to LKY
My tears I cried at 6 am were real . They were not for show for there was nobody then to show.
My tears at the bus-stop and my daughter's school were real
I had to hide my tears and rush from the scene
my outpouring through words was real - it came before I read much else of others tributes
I am happy I had that time and chance to grieve before I reflect
Nothing is good or bad but thinking makes it so - truly
my grief is real. but grief can start to feel unreal or contrived
I do not want to grieve in an organised way.
I do not want to attend a memorial service where we must furnish 7 names
I do not want to attend a parliament sitting where we must furnish 1 name
I want to pay my respects to LKY
My tears I cried at 6 am were real . They were not for show for there was nobody then to show.
My tears at the bus-stop and my daughter's school were real
I had to hide my tears and rush from the scene
my outpouring through words was real - it came before I read much else of others tributes
I am happy I had that time and chance to grieve before I reflect
Nothing is good or bad but thinking makes it so - truly
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