Please note that due to the subject matter of this project (death/grief) some of the images on this blog might be disturbing.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Saskia Schubert

When my father lost his memory
It was like a silent death
He was lost
Lost in his thoughts
Not knowing where he’d been
And we are still waiting for his return.

This is an echo of times gone by
A memory of a military man
Who was always away
We never knew where he was
And it was never spoken of
He was just always away

Now he can only remember the past
He can only remember when he was away
He is now always away
With his thoughts
And memories
And the silence has never left.

His mouth is covered
He can’t tell us where he has been
He lives behind a veil
A veil of silence.

Where have you gone?
And when will you ever come my way again?
Why don’t you remember me?
I remember you.

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