He jumped off a bridge in Vancouver BC
Long after he had come to visit with me
He lived for a while after that fatal fall
All bruised and battered in a hospital.
He’d been trying for decades to do himself in
His chances of survival were extremely thin
I wish I could have been there
I wish I could have done more
Honestly, what else are big sisters for?
Now that he is on the other side
He knows that I told the truth
He knows that I never lied
I wrote her a letter
I asked the questions and she never replied
At least not to a point where I was satisfied!
If she’d left him alone
He could have had a life
A place to call home
A job … a family … a wife …
For her there was hell to pay
On her judgement day
For all those evil deeds
And the nasty things she’d say.
For him there is peace
For my little brother Dave
Even as a child he had to be so brave
Brave enough to jump off a bridge in Vancouver BC
Long after he had come to visit with me.
Written May 4th, 2013
Posted on the tenth anniversary of his death.
Hi! My name is Cheryl. All of my work is inspired by my senses. Sometimes my sixth sense comes into play. At other times I'll inject a healthy dose of common sense.