Without A Tear Poem by Barry Middleton

moving past resentment
and bitterness is not easy
but in the end of things
those things slip away
after all these years
I must wonder
why was all that
so seemingly important
death is a sobering event
it seizes total focus
I shift from busy living
to busy dying willingly
given the gift
I can see it coming
given the curse
there is nothing I can do
acceptance is a bully
it gives no choice
it twists my arm
I am a child again
and I submit to it
this time without a tear