Relay

My grandmother turns the television off
whenever it shows
people
sad and suffering.

Says she can’t stand to think about
all the evil in the world.

Says she only wants to see
happy people laughing.

That’s alright grandma.
You’ve earned the right.
You’ve lived for damn near a century,
through wars,
and kept four generations of family together.
Remember when we all got together
to celebrate your ninetieth?
That was rather special.
It’s not your fault
we’re all falling
off and out and apart
now.

I wish you wouldn’t worry about it,
and I don’t have the heart
to remind you
that
the laughter of the happy ones
are dancing on the
broken backs of the
tears of the
sad ones.

I’ll carry the burden
of that knowledge
for you
now.

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