Hole

 

There’s a hole in the world today,
A space no memory can ever fill.
There’s no light, no sunbeam ray;
Just an emptiness, a bitter pill.
There’s a vacant seat in class
Where a person should now be.
The tear-filled eyes of the student mass
Show a heart-hole nobody can see.
There’s a space made in the night
When a soul breaks free of this earth;
A time when shadows meet the light,
A hole unfilled by time or birth.
There’s a song, though hard to sing,
As home flies a free-set soul.
There is a time for everything –
A reason for every hole.