An Unanticipated, Unjust Death Crack went the metal holding The trailer to the truck. Death went the trailer crossing The median in the dark. Crush went the beam crushing The soft breast. Death went the vision binding All of us. Death is not funny. So final. So full of blood in the mouth. So ugly and unfair. A real bully. The worse. So unwanted. So unwelcome here in life, so livid With hate of all life. A curse Be upon all those who would Practice death. [Written on the occasion of the death of Jo Roberts, August 27, 1996.] James Bolner, Sr. Copyright ©1997 James Bolner, Sr.